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WE beg to introduce the X
fourth volume of the d l
published annually by the 1
Seniors ofthe High School for Girls. May y
it convey to you all the enthusiasm and K
interest, all the kindly thoughts and feelings' X
that have been put into it'by the I
Qllttaa uf 1915
June, IQIS 1
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Ehvrv urn maug, mung, mang girla
lm' mang hiffervnt kinha:
Swine arf giftrh, numv nn' hull,
Anh mime haue brilliant miuha:
lllut all Il umnt in nag in thin--
Uhat this :law alumgfi slpinrz.
Olga G. Deppen
Sadie R. Dietrich
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a-I EN .
Year Book Commlttees
Esther E. Brintzenhoffl , MUVY E- POUS, Clifllfmfm
Margaret R. Knousg Icllillflileli Dorothy l. Scholl Margaret l. Laub
Miriam E. Hepler Margaret M. Boehm Erma K. Ross
Helen M. Hoffman ,
Mabel S. Albert
Esther M. Ranck
Emily O. Harbach
Margaret L. Zell
Sarah l. Bielsky
Florence E. Stoudt, Chairman
Margaret B. Rotz Florence L. Moser
Margaret Kruppenbach Helen E. Lutz
Marion M. Hoffman, Chairman
Julia E. Rothermel Martha E. Achenbach
Jeanette S. Feather- Amy L. Brobst
Emma l. Boyer
Miriam L. Stirl, Chairman
Ruth E. Fenstermacher Edith S. Brunner
Esther M. Kensil Ruth'A. Schwanger
Lilah M. Spangler
Cover and Illustrations
Catherine C. Fernau, Chairman
Miriam A. Conrad . Esther Stuber
Llara V. Kramlich Beulah C. Davidheiser
Anna L. Miller, Chairman
Esther M. Moser Bella Lance
Mae L. Reber Mamie O. Young
Miss Mary H. Mayer
High School for Girls,
Miss Anna R. Carey
Miss Charlotte Heckman
Miss Reba N. Medlar
Miss Minka Fulton
Miss Elizabeth Holl
Commercial Branches -
N-, ' ' ,
Miss Annie Swartz
Mathematics Miss Constance Hallock
Miss Eleanor H. T. Sander Miss Susie Lawson
German Science, Mathematics
Miss Elizabeth I. McGowan
Miss Florence B. Beitenman
Miss Ethel M. Silver
Miss Helen L. Ruth
Miss Marietfa E Johnston
Miss Flora A. Dobbin
Miss Alma S. Dumn
Miss Evelyn M. Ancona
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Miss Cora M. Deck
Miss Laura J. Doyle
The New Teachers for 1914-1915
MISS ELLEN SIMPSON,
for twenty-two years a teacher in the High School for
A cultured gentlewoman, she gave years of faith-
ful and loving service to the inspiring of a love of
the beautiful. As an individual and as an instructor.
she was ever ready to proiier the hand of aid and the
voice of sympathy io all who needed it. A
The' :White Rose
Mary E. Potts
DEEP in the valley, closely guarded by higli
gg mountains, lay the little village ot B-, the
prettiest and quaintest in the country for miles
around.. At least, so declared the tourists who,
on their way to the fashionable watering towne
farther north, deserted the beaten track traced
by wealth and luxury, and stopped tor a cort-
kqg ff'-5?"f'x X tortahle night at its untreqtzentcd doors. They
loved its tiny white cottages with thc green
.roots and shutters carrying out to perfection
the cool color scheme of the neat front lawns
Jji2iTii -' with their immaculate white fences, they loved
- A "-'tw the sparkle of the clear waters of the wayward
stream, which, fed by a cold, blue mountain glacier, swished and foamed not a
hundred yards tronr the very gardens in which grew the greatest attraction of
all-the multitude ot roses. Not a cottage, but was surrounded by them, not a
garden but fairly burst with its burden of velvet petals. From the trailest bud
to the most pertect full-blown rose, they ranged--in color from the pink of it
delicate coral to the glory of a royal crimson. The tourists marveled at the
beauty of it all and listened attentively to the tale told of the eccentric old
mayor, who oticred yearly a prize for the rose most perfect in every detail.
They heard vague rumors of the old manis young nephew, a lad of some ten
or twelve summers, who had lately come to live in the great gray house on
the mountain side, and who was this year to choose the winning rose and pre-
sent the prize. The old men ot the village shook their heads dubiously when
they repeated the tale. lt did not seem right that so much responsibility should
be placed on such young shoulders, and they wondered that the mayor should
have it thus. But it was not for them to murmur, and if the mayor considered
the boy equal to the task, well and good.
ln the garden ot the grim silent house on the hill, on the evening before
that day ot days for the simple peasants of B-, the mayor and his nephew
were talking. The sky was dark and ominous, with heavy clouds gathering
closely around the rugged peaks of the mountains, covering their jagged tops
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The man spoke tirst: "We will be having a storm soon, my boy," he
said, and his voice, deep and low, yet with a certain harshness, was like the
thunder which even then rumbled threateningly overhead.
The boy nodded. l-le was a frail little chap with great brown eyes in
-vhose sott depths there now lingered an expression of timidity that was almost
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es sn. ie said quietly, but there was no animation in his voice, and
his thoughts were far away, dwelling on the dreaded duty which to-morrow he
In the old man's mind there were no such thoughts. For him the morrow
would be a day of happiness, of joy-the day on which he would rind of what
stuti' this small young nephew beside him was made, and in his heart he be-
lieved implicitly that the boy would stand the test.
"He shall love flowers as I have loved them,t' he murmured, "so that
when I ani no longer here to see them tlonrish in the village, he may take my
place. lt is well for him to begin young."
The tirst large drops were falling now, a warning of the torrents that were
to follow, and the man and boy, hand in hand, silently entered the house.
All that evening the boy was ill at ease. Fear gnawed at his heart, a fear
which increased with every tick of the solemn faced clock on the mantel,
slowly marking otl' the minutes through which his uncle so peacefully slept.
It was a dread of the people before whom to-morrow he must speak-those
rough, uncouth villagers whose red, coarse features frightened him, and whose
manner, so different from that of the people he had lived among heretofore,
he could not understand. With every tormentiug tick of the old clock his fear
grew upon him. To stand before the il all, to have them laugh at his way of
speaking and mock at what he said-Hlie would not do it. His uncle did not
know what he demanded when he bade him do it. He would tell him that it
could not be done, that he was afraid. Bipt then the boy drew in his breath
sharply. Admit that he was a coward? No, that was even worse, and he
dismissed the thought of confessing as one not worthy to be considered a
Nevertheless he was but a boy, not without boyish traits, in spite of his old
way of thinking, and he did what many another boy would have done under
the circuinstances.-That is, he ran away. Not so very far away, however-
althougli his intentions were good-for the storm was raging now in all its
fury, and the wind blew down the mountain with such force as nearly to lift
him oti' his feet. The cool drops of rain, dashing against his face, were strange--
ly refreshing and invigorating. He realized how warm and close it had been
in the great house he had left, and then at the thought of his uncle he struggled
on down the path with redoubled vigor.
But the odds were against him, and a stormy path, along which he had to
feel his way in the darkness, the wind, and rain, were too much for a small boy
to conquer, and although he fought bravely, for he was not naturally a coward,
he slipped on a loose stone at the very bottom of the mountain, lunged forward
in the darkness, and rolled, a wet moaning bundle, to the very door of one of
the village cottages.
Had the boy been able to see, he would have noticed that it was a very
humble little cottage, so frail and forlorn looking that it might have been no
task at all for the wind to carry it away. lt must have been a determined little
cottage, however, for it stood its ground, and although the wind, angry now,
made its attack doubly violent, the little cottage kept hrm hold on Mother
Inside a light burned dimly, casting its feeble rays into all corners of the
room, in the middle of which a woman sat knitting. She was old and haggard,
and the shadow of the peasant's cap on her face tended only to add to its
sallow, drawn expression. She was known in the village as "Old Nancy," and
the more fortunate dames were always willing to say a good word for her.
Alone in the world, friendless, poverty-stricken, living quietly in the little
cottage she called her home, Old Nancy was indeed deserving of the sympathy
of her neighbors.
Often, when the little store of food had run low, and there seemed noth-
ing between her and starvation, Old Nancy would comfort and console herself
by tending, with all the more tender care, the little rosebush which grew by the
cottage. It was such a poor little bush that the villagers were prone to laugh
at it and to wonder how Old Nancy could build her hopes on the foundation of
its tiny buds. But Nancy herself cared not a wink for the gossips, she loved
and cherished her rosebush with a fervor increased a hundred fold whenever
the object of her affection was malignantly spoken of. It bore each year a
single rose, and with the flower, budded, bloomed, and faded, each year, poor
Nancy's hopes. If the gold the mayor so freely offered were hers, there would
be no more trouble and sorrow in the humble cottage. The last of her days
could be spent in comfort, and the wolf of hunger forever driven from the
door. Yet thrice the rosebush had failed her. Thrice when she thought the
gold was almost hers, was its beauty marred and the treasure tlown.
She sat to-night thinking it all over. Out in the darkness bloomed the
most perfect rose, of purest white, that the bush had ever borne, and her heart
was hlled with hopes that to-morrow on that great day it might stand forth as
For an instant the fury of the wind abated, and Nancy realized with a start
that a sound very like a moan had reached her ears from without. In an
instant she had lifted in her strong old arms the wet sobbing Hgure of a boy
whose head was cut and bleeding and who mumbled incoherently. She saw
at a glance that the wound was not a deep one, yet she realized that the boy
must be kept as quiet as possible. When he cried time and time again for a
rose, 'fjust one rose," her heart sank with the heaviness of despair. lt was her
duty, she saw it plainly. The boy should not have his slightest wish thwarted
in the condition in which he lay, and yet--the rose meant so much to her and
it was all she had.
Several hours later, strong arms carried the boy up the mountain in the
first faint light of approaching dawn. He rested quietly, all danger was over
and in one warm hand he held the white rose. Old Nancy left him at the gate
of his uncle's home, the boy was safe, but her rose was gone.
The great day dawned gloriously clear, with the sun shining brightly, as
if doing his best to atone for the havoc of the night's storm. The boy stood,
looking down on the happy peasants from a low balcony of the great house,
his uncle by his side and all fear forgotten. Everywhere were the roses, and
everywhere the shining morning faces of the people. He stepped forward to
speak to thern and instantly there came a great stillness. The old mayor
watched him furiively, and his cold gray eyes sparkled with delight. The boy
was speaking well. The silence grew tense, for the moment of announcing the
winning rose had come. Slowly the boy put his hand into his coat, and slowly
he drew forth the faded dropping mass of softest petals which had won the
It was the while rose. .
Far oil in the dim, cold distance,
Is 21 vision fair to see,
Daily, hourly, it comes nearer,
Nearer to the earth and me.
It is clothed in rainbow colors,
Piercing through the darkest night,
And to me it is my ideal,
Calling me to do the right.
At the close of a day auspicious
it shines out most radiantlyg
When the day is long and irksome,
lt is waiting patiently.
HELEN R. BALTHASER.
Third Year Course in Domestic Science
Care of Infants
Longfellow, Wfhe., Sweetest of
Alumni Prize Essay By Edith S. Brunner
VER and over again we read, quote, and derive comfort from
the foreign bards, but never with envy in our hearts, for
although America has not as yet become a pillar to the throne
of Art, not so many years have passed since, in this lzingdom
between the seas, all the world heard the voice of one singing.
ln an age of mighty shoutings, new inventions, and great confusion, he
trerit. quietly amid the tumull, and had he been asked the reason why, he might
tai. e answered, "l am only shepherding my sheep with music."
So he went quietly along' his chosen way which led sometimes to the door
of the village smithy, sometimes to the pine-scented ship-yard, sometimes down
the marble stairs into old gardens, HlLlll'O cities and thro solitudes," by "towers
of old cathedrals tall, and castles by the Rhine," but always among the ways
and haunts of men, and always ,
"Along that narrow-way
Which leads no traveler's foot astray,
From realms of love." , ,
From the wedding feast in an Indian lodge, he came to the tide-beaten
coast ot Acadia and from a walk through tall dark trees, and by running
brooks, where his thoughts flow ed along with the murmuring water, he always
returned in time for "The Childrenls Hour." ,ln his own heart the wavering
pines and willows kept up a perpetual melody, and he could not choose, but
sing back to them.
As we suddenly stop in Spring to catch the song of the first robin, so men.
women and children stopped under the charm of this strange lovely music.
There was the youth, just setting out on lite's journey, and the old man whose
days were well nigh spentg the toiler sweating beneath his load, and the idler
who took new courage, the "lonely sailor on t'ar-oli' seas," and the gray-minded
scholar, whose candle burnt into the small hours of the nightg the happy
mother, Crooning a lullaby, and the children for whom the charmer made old
songs young with his singing. lrresistihly they were drawn, and as they,came,
their faces became wonderfully lightened, while the tigzagged paths of their
lives grew more straight, for A
t'God sent his Singers upon earth
That they might touch the hearts of men
With songs of gladness and ot mirth
And bring them hack to Heaven again."
They were noise-weary ofthe clashing cymbals and big drums, and nothing
could seem better worth the hearing than the "melodies'which brought sweet
order into life's confusion." Then, too, this songster understood their every-
day cares, cares which "wear the heart and waste the body," and he bade them
"Fear not in a world like this
And thou shalt know ere long,
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong."
It was not the wish of his heart to spur them on to deeds of valor, or to be
their leader on a long quest in search of another Holy Grail. Rather than
show them the "sun-rise joy of Heaven," he would have them see the "sun
set peace of earth."
And so the shepherd sang his way along, while those who loved him best,
followed in his train, treasuring in their hearts a faith and love best expressed
by some of his own words:
"The words that dropped from his sweet tongue,
"As pleasant song, at morning sung,
Strengthened our hearts, or heard at night
Made all our slumbers soft and light."
And then the flaming arrow of death came upon his only earthly treas-
ures, and the father, in this case, was called upon to give "in tears and pain the
flowers he most did love." And not only were the children of his life taken,
but far down in the "valley of shadowl' they heard his voice telling:
i'And with them the being beauteous
Who unto my youth was given
More than all things else to love me
And is now a saint in heaven." '
For a long time the music was silent as the shepherd tarries and wrestles
in this "mystical temple of sorrow" but one bright day he came again to his
flock, and he was singing:
' "Oh, though oft depressed and weary
All my cares are laid aside,
If l but remember only,
Such as these have lived and died."
Although the memory of this subdued sorrow was always present, he never
allowed it to become repining. He might have sung
"My life is cold, anddark, and dreary,
lt rains and the wind is never Weary,"
but his symphonies never ended with a throb, and in self-reproof, and encour-
agement to his comrades he finished-
"Be still, sad heart, and cease repining,
Behind the clouds is the sun, still shining.
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary."
d the reached a mountain beyond
And so they journeyed on until one ay y
which the shepherd must go alone. Following the trails he had beaten for
' ' ' ' ' -f -df orld, while he-went singing down
them, his tlock returned to the work '1 ay w
the other side.
That little company has long since vanished while,
"Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside themg
Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest foreverg
Thousands of tolling hands, where theirs have ceased their labors,
Thousands of weary feet, ' ' "
But still, if you pause to listen, there is the voice of one singing.
The man who is best serving his generation by promoting peace, above
where theirs have completed their Journey:
the din of battle, hears his voice 1-
"Stronger than steel
ls the sword of the Spirit!
Swifter than arrows
The light of the truth is!
Greater than anger
Is love and subdueth l"
To the youth just buckling on life's armor he sings:
"Write on your doors the sayings wise and old,
Be bold! be bold! and everywhere-be bold.
Be not too bold! yet better the excess
Than the defect, better the more than less.
Beter like Hector in the field to die
'Than like a perfumed Paris, turn and fly."
And to the old man nearing the last mile stone: -
"Let him not boast who puts his armor on
As he who puts it off, the battle done."
Those whose lives are only a tale of feverish bargaining he bids come away
"The market place, the eager love of gain
Whose aim is vanity, and whose end is pam."
To those who are dreamers of dreams he sings :-
"O sweet illusion of the brain!
O sudden thrills of fire and frost!
The world is bright while ye remain
And dark and drear when ye are lost."
And not only to separate hearts does he sing, for when tasks are done and
cares forgotten, the home circle hears his p ea: -
"I hope, as no unwelcome guest,
At your warm tire-place, when lamps arc lighted,
To have my place reserved among th
Nor stand as one unsought and uninvitedf'
Even the little children he hids:- ,
"Come to me, 0 ye children,
And whisper in my ear
What the birds and winds are singing
ln your sunny atmosphere."
And for all who listen, V
"The night shall be Hlled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall 'told 'their tents like the Arabs
And as silently steal away."
Surely the man who asked God to 'fsend us 1
send us men to match our plains," was wishing to
fectly fullilled the commandment given us to "
heart to the Lord."
hen to match our mountains,
r Longfellow, who most per-
live making melody in your
Dickens' "Christmas Carol"
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Presented as a Play, December 24, 1914. 'G x N V
'Twas the day before Christmas and allthrough the school,h ly' i' " X
Was a hurry and flurry ne'er ordained by ruleg K - In ,
The Freshmen were waiting, with chills and with fear, QQ. ' i. 9 '
In hopes that the Senior: soon would appear. V
Of rumors of ghosts they'd heard many a score, 3 '
I-low grim,-and how all their chains rolled on the tloor, '
And they gazed at the platform in fear and in dread, , cm
For now soon the play was to start, it was said.
E curtain rolled up 1? D midst a burst of apglauseg -
'Twas easy to sec it all was because
Old Scrooge and his clerk, poor Bob Cratchit, were there
Ah! that's llelen I-lollmau, I see by her hairg
And Scrooge underrieatlr his small cap and its peak,
I-ias a dimple wc've seen in Grace Freehafer's vheek,
Though you nevcr would guess that it really was she
To hear her now talk way below middle HC".
The play was successful from finish to startg
tiob's wife, and his children, not one missed their part.
The ghosts were 'far worse than the Freshmen had dreamed
And when they appeared. quite a few of them screamed.
The fiddler then, luckily started a tune, '
So bright and so cheery that e'en very soon,
Quite a number were dancing an old-fashioned "reeli',
Afte: which all the Cratchits partook of a mealg
The turkey and chicken behaved very well,i
And the pudding was good--it was easy to tell,
For the children gazed at it with such longing eyes,
lt must. of its kind, have indeed been a prize.
Yet the very best thing in that whole Christmas play,
Was when small Tiny Tim fborrowed just for the dayj
Waved his crntclr in the air, glad that his part was done,
And Cheerily lisped,---"God t-less every one."
Fred-Scrooge's nephew. .
First Gentleman ........
Second Gentleman. . . ...... . . .
Ghost of Marley. . .
Past .... ...........
Spirit of Christmas
Little Scrooge. ' ...... .
Fan, his sister ....
Mr. Fezziwig. . . . .
Mrs. Fezziwig. . . .
Miss Fezziwig, first .....
Miss Fezziwig, second ....
Fiddler. ............ .
Young Scrooge. .... .
Dick Wilkins. . .
Guests at party.
Ghost of Christmas Present .............
Mrs. Cratchit. . .
Peter Cratchit ...........
Little boy. ..... .
Little girl. . .
Tiny Tim. . .
Fred's wife. . . . .
Mrs. Fred's sister. . . . . . . . . .
Mrs. Dilber. ............... ....... .
Joe, the pawnbroker. ......... .
Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come .........
Boy ,... ...... . ....
. . . Grace Freehafer
. Edith Brunner
. Fannie Braude
. . . Helen Sailer
. . . Ruth Fisher
. . .Ruth Schwanger
. . Esther Ranck
. Catharine Nau
. .Alice Langan
. . . Amy Brobst
. . . . . . .Helen Sailer
. . .Catharine Fernau
. . . . Fannie Braude
. . . Esther Rancl:
. . . Margaret Rotz
. . . . . . Ruth Fisher
. . .Catharine Fernau
. . . Margaret Zell
. . . . Grace Rea
.... Jesse Hater
. . . . . Marian Specht
. . . . . . . Helen Sailer
. . . Josephine Moyer
. . . Fannie Braude
. . . Sadie Dietrich
Scene 1.-Scrooge's ofllce-late afternoon before Christmas. Scrooge
:ind his clerk, Bob Crzrtchit, working. Visits of Fred, Scrooge'e nephew, and of
portly gentlemen with subscription list.
Scene 2.-Scrooge's ollice, also used as his room. Events follow directly
on those of scene one. Visit of Ghost of Marley, Scrooge's former partner, to
Scene 3.-In Scrooge's room. Visit of Spirit of Christmas Past, who
shows to Scrooge these visions:-
1. Little Scrooge and his little sister Fan.
2. Scrooge, as il young man, at the Fezziwig dance.
Scene 4.--In Scrooge's room. Visit of Spirit of Christmas Present, who
shows to Scrooge these visions:-
'1. Christmas dinner at the Cratchits.
Z. Christmas with Fred, Scrooge's nephew.
Scene 5.-In Scroog'e's room. Visit of Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come,
who shows to Scrooge these visions:
'l. Visit of Mrs. Dilber, Scrooge's charwomzm, to the pawnbrokers.
2. The name on the card.
Scene 6.-In Scrooge's room, Christmas 11101'11l11g'.
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The CastHDickens' "Christmas Carol"
The Origin of the Firefly
Dorothy I. Scholl '
NE summer evening when the moon shone brightly on the land-
scape, and the voice of nature seemed to call me to the woods,
I silently slipped away from the noisy crowd in the log cabin and
followed the winding path among the trees. They swayed back
and forth in the gentle breeze, and seemed to whisper secrets as I
passed. Asoothing quiet came over me as I sat down upon a mossy bank,
leaned my head against a tree, and gazed dreamily upon the open wood before
While I sat dreaming here, I heard sweet strains of music,-tender, soft.
and light,-such as were never heard before on this world of ours. I looked
through the trees in the direction of the sound, and saw some fairies robed in
flowing gossamer gowns of rainbow tints. Some were ringing the bluebell
chimes, while others danced merrily around their queen Titania, who was
holding her little baby girl in her arms. This little girl was as light as a
feather, and so small, fluffy, and round that they called her Featherball.
When the fairies stopped dancing, Titania threw Featherball, Hrst to one
of her subjects, then to another, and there was great jollity and merriment in
the circle, for Featherball bounced from one to another just like a big soap
Titania's heart was lilled with pride, for her little daughter was the center
of attraction and won the hearts of all. While she kissed her little one on the
cheek and was bouncing her into the air once more, twelve wicked, little elves,
each carrying a bag of wind on his back, stealthily crept near, and when a dark
cloud covered the moon, immediately opened their bags. The wind rushed out
with a mighty sweep and carried little Featherball out of sight. Titania was
panic stricken, and raising her wand, changed all her little subjects into fireflies
and bade them search far and wide or their little princess. Indeed, today, the
Hrellies can be seen carrying their little lanterns through Held and meadow, for-
est and woodland, in search of their little treasure.
The pansy in whose velvet soul
A crystal dew-drop lies,
Must show its treasure to the world
When M01I1iHg says, "Arise!"
Whene'er she looks into the pool,
Its shimmering surface, clean' and ro-JI,
Reflects El picture, oh! so fairg
Mayhap some fairy dwells in there.
-Ciara V. Kramlich
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Vice-President. . .
Margzlret B. Rotz
Secretary. . .... Mary E. Potts
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Class Motto: Carpe diem
Class Flower: The Daisy
Dorothy I. Scholl
dith S. l3ru1mex'
Mabel Alhert with little curls
Likes gay parties and Virginia whirls.
This is the maiden with the Roman nose
Who in the art room for the students doth pose,
On a very high stool she towers o'er all,
Who can't draw for the fear that she'll soon take a X
Martha E. Achenbach
Martha stands as on a deck,
Burning with honor bright,
Studying Vergil hx' the peck.
She's lirst in the Year Book, lirst in the Class,
A truly wonderful little lass.
Mabel S. Albert
Dorothy L. Armstrong
"Baby," we call her not unkindly,
Merely because she seems in manner set
And hates the little epithet.
Helen R. Balthaser
Anna M. Behnfn
She belongs to a class called small
And also a class called leang
But she says, "I don't Want to be tall
As a roof." Now what does she mean?
Sarah I. Bielsky
I come from out the "Golden West
But now it seems that Readings best.
Margaret M. Boehm
"The fashion of this world passeth away!
'A Emma I. Boyer
At first sight you'cl think she was very meek,
But in Botany class she talks a blue streak.
Somewhat of a "movie 'Fanf "
Esther E. Brintzenhoff
A wizard, at wonder, il star of 'first degree,
She cries, "By hook or crook 21 mathematician
We all heartily say, we hope it comes true
And thereby bring' 'fifteen honors anew.
Amy L. Brobst
Sl1e's just like an old-fashioned picture,
Her eyes they are dark and elearg
And after a few years of schooling,
'I'l1ey'll be callingeher "Doctor" we fear
I Edith s. Brunner
Miss Edith S. Brunner,
The choice of the class,
ls 21 very Winsome inimitable lass.
The only fault we can tell in this rhyme,
ls that Miss Brunner is never on time.
Miriam A. Conrad
"Let thine occupations be few," saith
Olga G. Deppen
"ln the down hill of life, when I End l'n1 declining,
May my fate no less fortunate be
Than a snug elbow-chair will afford for reclininu'
' And a cot that o'erlooks the wide seal
Catharine N. Chubb
And still they gazedg
And still the wonder grew
I-low one small head
Could carry allyshe knew.
Beulah C. Davidheiser
"Hollow smile and frozen sneer
Come not here."
Myra DeTi1mple '
"Her only fault is that she has no fault?
Sadie R. Dietrich
Whimsical Sadie loathes household accounts.
Shes has Z1 gay giggle and but seldom pouts.
Elsie V. Dougherty
Dear little Elsie, who jumps up and down,
Can suddenly laugh and as suddenly frown
Sara F. Eisenbrown
"Of stature she was passing tall
And sparsely formed :md lean withal."
Jeannette S. Featherman
This is the maid,
Who, however dismayed,
Will rise at the Hrst whiff of fun.
Her thoughts, gloomy or bright,
Must ever be light,
'Cause sl1e's a "feathery" person.
Ruth E. Fenstermacher
Thereis a girl in our class,
And she is wondrous calm:
To each of us she always proved
A healing bit of balm,
But in spite of this serenity,
To tell you we desire,
That in the very heart of her
There7s a flamin' streak o' fire.
Catharine C. Fernau
Her greatest ambition is to sing like a lark,
To bein all countries a person renowned,
A few words of advise will you please take to mind?
if you sing like a lark-you'll fallfto the ground.
A. Ruth Fisher
A little leaven--leaventh the whole lump." ,
Grace I. F reehafer
Grace has shown what an ingeuue'
Can impersonate with credit.
A spirit of mischief is with her too,
And we hope she'll ever have it.
Mary S. Geissler
Mistress Mary, who does not want to vote,
'I o home and its beauties
I-lei' time shall devote.
Florence M. Gerloff
"Life's a jest and all things show it,
l thought so once and now I know it
Elsie M. Haenchen
"She laugheth at the time to come."
Emily O. Harbach
"Just bein' happy is 216116 thing to do,
Lookin' on the bright side,
Rather than the blue."
Katherine W. Hassman
i'l strove with none, for none was worth my strife 'I
Miriam E. Hepler
A little song with twist of tongue
About this maid is formed,
S1ue's 21 great 'ihelper" in troubles galore,
- Greta Hinkle
Persevering little Greta a student means to be'
A very wise decision we're willing to agreeg
Fri her sprightly little body and her very active
Will bring her pedagogically to the very highest rung.,
Especially in the study room-'nuf said, no more
This nymph begins her golden days."
Catharine R. Hinnershitz
'Twas kin' o' kingdom-come to look
On sech a blessed creturf'
Elizabeth F. Hoff
See with what simplicity
Katharine B. Hoff
Hence El girl neither tall nor fat, A
Hut she's a girl for "z1'tl1at"g
I-ie: favorite expression being' always "1 known'
Helen Mr Hoffman
Merry as the day is longg
lsn't ,talking ever wrong? l
We presume she has knowledge from her head to her
G talk not to me of a na1ne great in story
Marion M. Hoffman
'Judge me by what 1 am, so shalt thou Gnd me
' Louise Keffei'
" 'How many are ye in all, sweet maid? '
O, master, we are seven! "
Esther M. Kensil
I-ler name means good fortune,
We wish her good luck.
Beulah M. Knabb
I he days of our youth are the days of our glory."
Clara V. Kramliclm
Y0u'1'e up above the girls so hig
Like Z1 giant stretching toward
We must look upward and afar
To see you above us ns a star.
Jennie E. Kutz
bc, silent always when you doubt youl sense,
And speak as tho' sure,'with seeming dxffidence
To I.':'1Qketb1ll Peo loxes to go
Whe1e she can shout 'md cry Oh' Oh'
"Ez to my plmcexples, I 0lo1y
In hevm' notlun' o the 5011
"Where did you Come from, baby dear?
'Out of the everywhere into here.'
Where did you get those eyes so blue?
'Out of the sky as I came through." '
A Margaret I. Laub
Dame Fortune favored her with long
Making her one of the prettiest girls
But she also was granted a hammer,
With which she knocks in a friendly
Sallie A. Laing
This plump maiden aspires the piano to play
But as to the harmony--we have nothmb to say
At shorthand she is a wonder
But of her notes take no heed
For out of all she has written
There's only one-fourth she can read
To be merry, best becomes her."
Ellen A. Lease
"This only grant me, that my means may lie
'l'oo low for envy, for contempt too high.
Some honor I would have,
Not from great deeds, but good alone."
Esther R. Lee
Helen E. Lutz -
"The tune thou pipest may not bring thee pleasure
But if it sets the world to dancing-it is enough."
Grace G. Maurer
She wants to be a poet,
With hand up to her faceg
A thought upon her forehead,
An air of studied grace!"
They also serve who only stand and Wait."
' "I-low vainly men themselves amaze
lo Wm the palm, they oak, the bays!"
Anna L. Miller
. Edna M. Mondorf
"But come, thou goddess fair and free
In heaven yclept euphrosyne,
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M And on earth heart-easmg mnth.
Mary K. Moore
Mary mecldles here and there,
Geometry is all her careg
Shc's taken most a peck of pills,
And IOVCS to ffilll YOU of all her ills.
Esther M. Moser
Talk not to her, for she'll not speak a word.
Florence L. Moser
She never worries or frets
And yet she somehow gets
'l'l1i'ougjl1 with seeming easiness.
I'n1 a 'hrst-class talker
lim e'ei' tree with adviceg and ideas and plans, '
Catharine L. Nau
Leading lady in a "Romantic Romance."
Come hither! come hither! for all you would know.
Margaret l. Noll
A petite maid with raven locks
Who is generous in giving
To others, hard "knocks"
- Mary E. Potts
-Mistress Mary is a lady Hue,
With manner gentle and a friendly air,
But she has a stateliness all her own,
Which forms a boundary harder than stone.
Esther N. Ranck
"'I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute."
Lillian L. Ray
Ichabod Crane's better-half.
Grace L. Rea
Grace is rather small
And fur from tall,
So she's our lilliputiau.
Mae L. Reber
"The world is too much with us: late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lily waste our powers."
Dorothy E. Reddig
"Up! up! my friend, and quit your books
Or surely you'll grow doubleg
Up! up! my friend, and clear your looksg
Why all this care and trouble? "
Margaret H. Reider
"ls she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness."
Erma K. Ross
This young miss Whom we all esteem,
We soon shall see upon the screen,
Since she wants "movie" fame and actress' name
Julia E. Rothermel
Jiilia is a little clear,
Whose temper ne'er gels rufiled, we hear:
Perhaps if it did, more would right here appear.
Margaret B. Rotz
"Softness, in hard limes like ihese,
Shows sof'ness in the upper stories."
'Helen M. Sailer
"A weary lot is thine, fair maid,
A weary lot is thine." -
Florence N. Schroeder
One minute ilis that,
Next minute it's thisg
And now we've described this little miss,
For she is not of the kind
With a hard determined mind.
I hate to stroll, I hate to poke,
I think to fly is regal, '
And might I change this mortal form,
I'd chose to he an eagle.
Dorothy I. Scholl
Some girls like labor problems,
And some philosophee:
But as for me, I'll stay at home
And brew a cup of tea.
Ruth A. Schwanger
A demure rosebud set with wilful thorns,
And sweet as English air could make her
Lilah M. Spangler
She has said that she is big all o
And her heart is large as we all knowg
What springs from there-'s not under cover,
And her heartiness we could imitate-just so.
Miriam L. Stirl
She doesn't care for quips and frills,
And not so much for beaut
There's just one thing that troubles her,
And that's a sense of duty.
Florence H. Spang
tSister she'll be to all of them, and
Loving-tickle-a bit trueg
Rather inclined 'round her finger to wind
About-say, a dozen or two."
Marian R. Specht
"Happy as a robin,
Gentle as a dove,
That's the sort of child,
Everyone will love."
Florence E. Stoudt
if "Anything for a quiet life."
Now Esther thinks that music
But how to get the pupils,
Well,-let her play upon the fife.
Esther N. Sweigert
"Hence, va-lin dehiding joys,
I How little you bestead V '
Or H11 the Hxed mind with all your toys
Rhena E. Terry if
Miss. Rhena 'I'er1'y is jolly and- Q
There is really no need to mention thatg t
She's always smiling, always cheery, 'V
.lust the kind we need in this world so dreary. no it
is the Cillllllo' of her life 2
Grace E. Wilson
Her chief concern's about her clothes
Old-styled things she simply loathes:
She never said so, but we know itg
Besides she a Grace, and the Graces, we're told,
Wove and fashioned garments for goddesses of old.
A Mary 0. Young
No matter how many years may pass,
Sl1e'll be remembered by all the class
AS' ' .ll
being young. "
' Marion C. Weidner
"On their own merits men are dumb,"
Yet ofttimes we hear her voluble tongue
She giggles and continually talks,
And when she goes upon her walks,
She ever lingers near certain places,
Hoping for glimpses of 'fav'rite faces.
Margaret L. Zell
You seldom Walk and usually run,
As though racing in a marathon.
'Pi-ji-cu-tah: A Tale of Niagara
Martha E. Achenbach
O white man had yet set foot upon the virgin wilderness of great
Americag the Red Man was the undisputed master of all he sur-
veyed. Niagara, truly the 'Thunderer of Watersf' rolled on in
its mighty source quite free from the inventive power of human-
kind, while the moon in all her majesty passed directly overhead,
casting a sheen of silver over all the earth which gave an effect heightened only
by the soft hues of the rainbows spanned across the foaming waters as they sent
back the glistening spray, only to redouble its traces.
Far above, at the brink of the terrible precipice, stood an Indian youth-
Pi-ji-cu-tah, by name. The deafening roar of the water bore to him no terror,
it was as music to his ears, for in it he could distinguish the gentle laughter, ay
the very rhythm in the breathing of her who ever haunted his dreams-the
elusive Maid of the Mist.
Strong was he and brave--this youngest son of the aged chief of the On-
tarios, and lithe as a slender sapling--in short, the idol of the tribe, that which
they worshipped and about which revolved their little world. His people had,
however, one fearsome annoyance: why did he not seek for his wife, the daugh-
ter of the neighboring chief, when marriage with her would mean happiness for
himself and peace for his people? And then, too, there was a secret fear which
each nourished only within his own heart: why did he persist in descending,
once every harvest moon, that gigantic cataract in his frail canoe-an adven-
ture so fraught with danger? The time of bounty was again at hand, and they
felt many secret misgivings about the old tribe superstition that the water could-
but ill endure a conqueror. .
Allowing his fancy to roam at will, Pi-ji-cu-tah had now stood by the side
of his canoe while an hour had sped by as quickly as a minute. The moonlight,
the fragrance ofthe birch, the magic of the water possessed a subtle charm
which he could not overcome. Quickly the agile youth sprang into his canoe
and in a single glance, defying the world as it lay before him, he leaped into the
stream of molten silver. The chill spray cooled his fevered brow, soft arms
rose from the water and sought hisg from the sullen roaring of the stream, he
could distinguish gentle whispers as they reached his ears. Hisidream was
realized. I-le had joined the Maid of the Mist-the maid of his dreams.
There was found the next rnoruing, the dull black feather of an eagle
which he had but a few days before brought down with his arrow, from her high
eyrie, all that remained to tell the tale.
Third Year Course in Domestic Science
Care of Infants
Benjamin Rush, M. D.
Patriot, Physician and Author
D. A. R. Prize Essay Mary E. PottS
ESS than a hundred and fifty years ago America was but a youthful
colony, struggling for her' cherished liberty with a tire and pa-
triotism which conquered almost impregnable difficulties, and
which gained a victory that has placed her foremost in the world
It was her great men who accomplished the task for her,-men in whose.
hearts the desire for freedom was an all-prevailing force, and whose love of
patriotism was second only to their love of God. Such men, noble, strong,
broad-minded, breathed an influence into the world which lived long after they
themselves had passed out of it, and which reaching us today in the midst ot'
this twentieth century confusion causes us to turn admiring eyes back through
the years to the lives of those we are so proud to call our forefatlrers. Such
men, presenting to the world an example of duties well performed and lives well
lived, were the true founders of America,+-and such a man was Benjamin Rush.
He was born with the love of fighting in his veins, and the :severest battles
of his life were directed against ignorance and vice. l-Iis grandfather, steady
upholder of Cromwell and his cause, settled in America after the death of his
leader, and here, twelve miles northwest of what is now the great city of Phila-
delphia, Benjamin Rush was born, on the twenty-fourth of December, 1745.
Into his nrother's hands was placed the task of procuring for her fatherless
troy an education which would enable him to be in every sense of the word,
a gerrtleman, and as nrore money was needed than was available, the country
house was sacriticed by the unselhsh spirit of a rn otherts love, and a position ob-
tained in the near-by city. The nine-year-old boy was placed under the care of
the Reverend Doctor Findlay, principal of an academy at Nottingham, Mary-
land. The kind old professor realized that in his young pupil was the making
of a scholar, and as a result of his training Rush entered Princeton College at
the age of fourteen. Later, when the boy came to choose his profession, and
announced the study of law to be the subject most dear to his heart, the old
professor exerted even a more important influence over his life by advising the
study of medicine. The advice was followed, and from then on young Rush
devoted himself entirely to what was to be, in a great part, his life work.
After six years of study under the celebrated Doctor Redman, of Philadel-
phia, and two years of travel in Europe, devoted to the lectures in the best med-
ical schools of London and Paris, Rush received his title of "Doctor of Medi-
cine" and on his return to America started that career which has 'made him
famous as one of the greatest physicians of his age.
From the start, this career was crowned with success. The quiet unob-
trusive manner of the young physician inspired the comidence of the older and
more experienced practitioners and before the first year of his professional life,
they had called him in to take part in many an important consultation.
In 1777 he was appointed by Congress to the ofhce of physician general
of the military hospitals for the middle department. His lectures were attended
by thousands, and his classes of pupils grew so large he was unable to attend to
them alone. Philadelphia held him in great esteem, and well might she do so,
for in the summer of 1793 his loyalty suffered a lest, the outcome of which
proved the great physician to be the city's true friend, most worthy to be de-
pended on in times of trouble and despair. And these were days of darkest
gloom for the city of Brotherly Love, days in which men dared not breathe the
name of Death even while surrounded by the suffering and sorrow caused by
his relentless hand, days in which homes were sacrihced and corpses buried at
night, "as in plague stricken London." lt was the yellow fever, raging in all its
fury through Philadelphia lanes and highways, which worked the destruction of
so large a portion of the city, and which caused, during one month, 17,000
people to flee for their lives. Those who escaped the disease succumbed to the
more powerful enemy of selfishness, and, in frenzied attempts to save their own
lives, thrust into the streets their sick and dying or fled in terror from the
"squalid rooms where Death was busy with his workfl Physicians, now so in
demand, that their services were invaluable, proved themselves merely human
by fleeing with the terrified people theylacked courage to aid. lt is now, in the
midst of this havoc and confusion, that Dr. Benjamin Rush stands forth as a
true Christian soldier, hghting valiantly under the banners of charity and self-
sacrifice. He and two other physicians, all from the vast number of his pupils
and professional friends who heeded his plea that they realize their responsibili-
ties to their professions and to the public, were all that remained to care for the
suffering thousands. "1 prefer," said Rush, "since I am placed here by Divine
Providence to fall in performingmy duty, if such must be the consequence of
staying on the ground than to secure my life by fleeing from the post of duty
allotter in the Providence of God. l will remain, if I remain alone." For his
services Philadelphia must be forever grateful. All his time, as well as that of
his family, was devoted to the cause of benevolence, visiting the sick, comfort-
ing the dying, and inspiring in the hearts of his patients that true spirit of
Christian love which occupied so large a part of his own. Only when a severe
attack of the fever kept him confined himself, did he cease caring for his pa-
tients and carrying on his errands of mercy. Philadelphia owes him a great debt,
for had it not been for his untiring efforts, the death list must have been greatly
increased, and the plague, one of the most fatal ever endured by an American
city, must have added hundreds to its number of victims.
lt is seldom we hnd a man gifted in as many lines as Dr. Rush, and after
his value as a physician it is as a writer that he is best known. The two pro-
fessions were closely interwoven. Dr. Rush the physician was also Dr. Rush the
author, and it was about his work that he wrote most of his books, treating the
deepest professional subjects in a manner so entertaining that even for those
who know nothing of medicine, his books are most interesting. He was, as a
physician, far ahead of his times, and his keen eyes, searching the dim future of
medical science, discovered there facts and principles, the knowledge of which
placed him far beyond his contemporaries. It was through his writings that he
was best able to impart this knowledge and practical experience to others, and
through them Rush gained most of his reputation as a physician.
Aside from the question of medicine, Dr. Rush's writings cover a range of
subjects probably unsurpassed by any other American author. Education, equal
sutlrage, corporal punishment, the slave question, then so important a factor in
Colonial lite, all are included in his works, and treated with a force showing a
thorough understanding and complete mastery of the subjects. At the outbreak
of the war in 1775, his writings did much to kindle the fire of patriotism in
the hearts of the people, and were most effective in arousing them to action.
Later, when peace had been established and the minds of the people were free
to turn to the task of domestic improvement, Rush advocated, both through his
writings and personal exertions, the cause of free education. So successful were
his etlorts and so sincere his atempts at establishing free schools, that he ex-
tended tbe work till it included colleges and universities, and Dickinson College
honors him today as one of its founders. A A
During the reign ot the yellow plague, Rush started a series of letters tc
his wife which have been preserved, and. which do more, perhaps, than any
other ot his writings, to give us an insight into all that was good and beautiful
in the man's character. In the midst of the suh'ering and distress, terrible be-
yond description, he was able to write of God's mercy and love, with never a
word of his own trials or the sacrifice he had made. I-lis vivid descriptions, in-
teresting narrations and valuable information make these letters as highly
esteemed today as when they were tirst written, andthey are generally acknowl-
edged as the best of Rush's writings although his deeper works as "Medical
Inquiries and Observations" and "Diseases of the Mind" rank high from a more
scientific point of view.
We cannot wonder that Benjamin Rush was a patriot as well as an author
and physician. A man of his unseltish spirit, broadmindedness, and Christian
character, must have somewhere in the depths of his nature a love for his
country, and that love is everywhere prevalent in the life of Benjamin Rush.
As a member of the General Congress of 1776, he was a signer of the Declara-
tion of Independence, and an untiring upholder of the cause of freedom. Al-
though opposed to Franklin in political opinions, as patriots both men were tirm
friends of liberty, and recognized in each other those qualities which were
"inspired," as Dr. William Pepper says, 'tby no love of notoriety, nor deterred
by any dread ot unpopularityf'
The noblest and best of what he had, was given freely and gladly to the
service of his country, and when he died on the nineteenth of April, 1813,
America realized that she had lost a friend, one whose services were "numerous
and valuable, and not the less so for being of that humble unobtrusive character
which will not necessarily emblazon the name of Benjamin Rush on the pages
of history." i
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Baby dear, with eyes so blue,
That shine and sparkle like morning' dew,
With dark straight locks,
And tiny white socks,
With pretty little mouth of rose,
And the pinkest of pink little toes,-
You are only a little mite, I know,
But your sturdy character you already show,
By your persistent weeping when you wish to tell
That you need your dinner or don't feel well.
We always know just what to do,
And you make us do it quickly too.
t i -Grace G. Maurer
Class Event to be Remembered
.. -gg Senior Reception For Freshmen
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One bright afternoon in early October the Senior Class
st , of '15, extended a ringing welcome to the Freshmen
,Q like g Class. All the girls wore orange bells, on which were
If printed their names.
I J -f " The invitations were extended the day before, and
h me caused great excitement among our young charges.
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who appeared the next morning in stiftly-starched
dresses bedecked with gay ribbons.
After the long-looked-for two-thirty gong had sounded, and the young
ladies had secretly smoothed their gowns and given a last twitch to their rib-
bons, the entertaimnent began. --
The address of welcome was delivered by Miriam Stirl, who endeavored
to inspire great ambition in the newcomers. After this edifying speech, the
introduction committee tried to establish good cheer and fellowship between
the two classes. Then Misses Brunner, Fernau and Zell gave some excellent
solos and selections, displaying the wonderful vocal and instrumental talents
The next number on the program was the playing of games in the differ-
ent classrooms. This part of the entertainment seemed to prove a success, as
shouts of mirth and much giggling were heard issuing from different parts of
But the most thrilling moment came when the various classes were sum-
moned to the banquet hall Q? J. Indeed, had this feature been omitted, the
reception, according to the views of the Freshmen children, would have been
an utter failure. The strains of Florence Spang's victrola greatly enlivened the
scene of festivities. Fudge, stuiled dates and cookies disappeared with a re-
markable rapidity, but these signs of voracious appetites were considered by
the hostesses as the Freshmen's means of showing their appreciation. The
pink lemonade disappeared with the same rapidity as the other goodies.
Judging from the bright eyes and flushed cheeks of our guests, and their
many expressions of thanks, we were sutticiently repaid for our efforts.
"Long may you prosper in sunshine and rain,
Long may your good deeds in all hearts remain.
And when there come moments of quiet and rest,
Please call 1915 the one and the best."
-Amy L. Brobst.
H1611 SCHOOL Fon GIRLS
The Daisy and Her Sister
Amy L. Brobst
ANY years ago, in a quiet little valley, lived two beautiful maidens.
Every one admired 'them and loved them, and none could tell
which was the prettier of the two. The one maiden was a
blonde, with long golden hair, with eyes blue as the sky, and a
complexion like the dawn of a summer's day, while the other was
a brunette, and had wavy black locks, large dark eyes, and a com-
plexion that made one think of twilight, and the last rays of the setting sun.
Now these two maidens were boon companions, and thoughts of jealousy to-
ward each other never entered their minds.
So you see that all would have been well with them, had not their guardian
angels, one day, quarreled. The angel of the light-haired girl declared her
charge to be the most beautiful, while the guardian of the dark-haired one made
a like assertion about her charge Thus matters stood, and no compromise
could be agreed upon. The only thing they could do was to carry their case
'before Judge Zeus. He heard their plaints and pondered how he might settle
this controversy. I-le requested them to wait, while he went into his flower-
garden. Having secured two packs of seeds, he gave one to each of the
angels. l-le told them to sow them during the night, and the pack that pro-
duced the most flowers should decide which was the most beautiful.
In the night, when all the villagers were asleep, the angels descended and
began very carefully to sow their seed. Their task was Hnished by midnight.
When the good people of the valley looked out upon their fields the fol-
lowing morning, they saw one mass of daisies and Black-eyed Susans. Then
the angels asked the people to pick of those they liked best, but every one in
that valley picked a bouquet consisting of one-half daisies and the remaining
half Blackeyed-Susans. The controversy remained unsettled. So it is today,
blondes and brunettes, daisies and Blackeyed-Susans grow side by side-and
none can tell which is the lovelier.
No more shirking, much more working,
After we graduate.
Dangers many we'll End lurking
As We our fortune make.
-Anna L. Miller
The Young Musician
Catherine L. Nan '
T was tifteen minutes to three o'clock. A tiny miss, with a much
berufiled pink frock and very curly hair, shiny slippers, and
eight whole years on her shoulders, was sitting at the window
of a home on Main Street.
"Oh, will she never come!" sighed Mary. "Never, no never,"
said the pert little sparrows hopping about on the porch outside. "No, she will
never come," ticked the grandfather's clock in the corner, with a very queer
look on its face as it pointed its hand to three and growled out "Never ne er
Tears were beginning to appear in Mary's brown eyes when a brisk tap at
the door-bell announced tl1e one so long expected and awaited.
"Good afternoon, Mary," said Miss Short briskly as she shook hands with
just two of her long, cold lingers. "Good afternoon, Miss Short," answered
Mary in a wee, small voice. These formalities over, Mary's iirst music lesson
-oh yes, my dear reader, it was the music teacher whom we were awaiting-
began. ln three quarters of an hour it ended, and Mary was a sadder and
wiser girl. Every day she practiced diligently for thirty minutes and after five
weeks she could play "Jenny's First Waltz" and 'Sing Robin, Sing."
During the next live weeks the birds called louder than ever, Ht-lo, Mary,
come out and play!" and the little clock which showed Mary just how long to
practice never ticked so slowly. Each minute seemed to last two minutes and
at the end of Hfteen of them our young musician was sure she had played for
half an hour. She was now taking her first steps 'tad Parnassunf' and had
added the "Sack Waltz" to her repertoire.
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"Ach, mein Kind, mein Kindug it was corpulent Herr Schmidt, Marie's
new music, teacher who spoke, tapping her fingers lightly with his pencil.
"Thou must the scales and arpeggios practice hour by hour. The old proverb
says, 'Practice makes perfect.: The conservatory will never, never admit you
if your technique iss no better."
After eight years of study our tiny miss had grown to be a stately young
lady with a High School senior aspect and long dresses. Her name too had
changed. It was no longer Mary, but Marie.
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At 8.15 one December evening the theater of a certain western town was
nlled to overflowing. Limousines and taxicabs lined the curb of the street, and
richly dressed, laughing, chattering people poured from them into the building.
Groups of gay students from the University of the town, grave professors and
their wives entered.
"She studied at the Boston Conservatory," said one. "The governor is
to bein a box tonight," said another. 'She had four years at Leipzig."
A sudden hush. Mademoiselle Lanier entered and bowed, smiling su-
"Ah, iss she not wonderful? She wass once my pupil," said a kindly-
looking gentleman in the front row. "'I-low lovely her touch is," a tall lady in
the balcony remarked. 'tl can well remember when she played the t'Sack
Waltz" for me indeed l think much of her fame is due to my efforts in her
he sun was just peeping over the hills. The birds were singing merrily
in the willow trees beside a babbling brook. A shepherd was leading his flock
out to pasture. The Mademoiselle was playing Grieg's "Morning"
Tears sprang to the eyes of the audience as the strains of the "Sonata
Pathetique" Hlled the room. But the tears were wiped away by the fairy notes
of Liszt's "Ricadanza."
Moonlight was streaming into the room. Was not that Beethoven him-
self seated at the instrument with the blind girl and her brother by his side,
playing for them his famous Sonata?. No, it was just Mademoiselle Lanier, just
pretty Marie, a little taller than before, just tiny Mary grown up.
One afternoon the fairies served tea,
And the table they used was the stump of a tree.
The tea was a mixture of honey and dew,
And the goblets that held it were violets blue.
-Catherine C. Fernau.
The Cast of the German Christmas Play
A The German Christmas Play
HE German Club is a remarkably Hue one. I belong to it myself,
and although usually so busily engaged otherwise that I cannot
attend its meetings, I can assure you that the Christmas play was
a great success, for I was on hand when it was presented.
The program opened with the singing of several "Weill-
nachtsliederf' without which Christmas is not really,Christmas at all. Two
remarkably fine selections were then rendered on the piano, and after that the
play itself began.
The heroines, Eleanor Renninger and Mabel Dreibelbis, took their parts
remarkably well, in spite of the fact that they are Juniors and therefore shut
forever from the portals of illustrious '15, Then there were snowflakes, round
fluffy sparkling little things that hopped around the stage like birds in a cage,
and there were angels, fMae Moser and Alma Friesj in shimmering white with
shining stars in their hair and truly angelic expressions. Among theglatter may
be mentioned, also, small Dorothy Deppen, who suited the part to perfection,
and who has ever since been living up to the well-deserved name of "angel,"
f'Ask Sister 'Olga if this is not truej.
Then, of course there was a Santa Claus, a real, live, fat one, 'with a
snowy, that is to say, cotton wadding beard, and a heavy bag of toys. It was
only by looking at him very closely that we could recognize the cheery old
Soul to be really Lottie Kessler. She, that is he, was received with the good
saint's usual popularity, and the applause was so deafening that the Year Book
reporter had great diillculty in taking her notes-a state of affairs which may
account for the thrilling manner in which the above events are recorded.
A iLiegend S
Edith S. Brunner
ENEVA QUAY'S mission of mercy was almost accomplished, and
after depositing one more pass for the Christmas Festival into
the hands of some street urchin, she felt her day should be happily
The question was, just where was that one worthy urchin?
She had visited all the highways and byways of the old English town, and even
now the chill of Christmas weather was as naught, when compared with the
vibrations of warmth which filled her whole body at the memory of thin, per-
haps chubby ibut always dirtyj fingers, handling with awe the bit of card she
had given them, which meant to them a promise of seeing a new land all filled
with lights and music and happy children.
"Papers, Papers!" rang an anxious little voice from the doorway of the
tavern, and "Where, Where? " was the question Geneva Quay's sympathetic
heart answered. That voice had in it an infinite something which made you,
for the time being, believe that nothing in the world was quite as important as
papers. A moment's dodging brought Geneva face to face with the crier and,
as she had expected, the little little hgure fin spite of a ponderous comforterj
proved that the wretchedly poor were not always the miserably misshapen.
Stooping over him, she slipped the last of her "blessings" into his hand,
and after whispering the meaning of it all to him she slipped away just as air-
like as she had come.
Little Mika was accustomed to have ladies smile upon him sometimes and
even with great outpourings of "Poor dear child," and the like, bestow upon
him gifts of money or sweetmeats. But this was different, and if what she said
was true, then his new treasure was far above the price of coppers fNlilca dealt
only with coppersj and sweeter than any combination of the cane.
"And what a coat she wore," was the next reflection of the lad. Nlika
felt sure that were his mother on this earth with him, she'd be wearing just
such a soft furry coat, and how he'd love to stroke it! While considering this
newly discovered "might be bliss," Mika became conscious of a hand holding
out to him the price of a paper. Sure enough, he had forgotten it was time for
the "Smiley Man," and consequently time to leave the busy streets for the
darker one, along which his home was situated. Mika had given the "Smiley
Man" this much-to-be-coveted name, and he always chose to close the day with
the memory of this customer fresh in his mind.
But Mika had no need of the "Smiley Man" this evening, for as he reached
the dark streets, it seemed the very darkness was smiling at him, and the stars
seemed reckless enough to play leap frog. l-le tried to subdue his delight upon
reaching the place he called home, for Aunt Sage, with whom he lived, had a
natural disgust for activity in boys. V .
"How many d'ye sell? " she mumbled as he entered.
"Same as always," he answered, but went on, unconscious of a glitter in
his eye and flush upon his face, "Oh, something better has happened! l've got
a pass, same as the other fellows, and l can go to the Great Cathedral and
see the Prince. I-le's coming sure, Aunt Sage, the lady said so, and he's going
to take some child away with him, back to his kingdom. It's on Christmas,
Christmas night and there'll be bright lights, and wonderful music and happy
children: that's what she said, Aunt, that's just what she said."
Now Aunt Sage was that species of person who was guaranteed to drape
every sunbeam with a cloud, and superstition was her god.
"What's this," she spoke, "you, to the great Cathedral! It's a witchg I
knew they'd get you! If yoi1'd keep a workin', they'd leave you alone, but l
can't trust you out of my sight." A wail from her corner of the room made
plain to Mika that the Christmas Festival must be a matter between himself
and his heart alone.
So did it remain through the following days as he anxiously counted the
moments of the week preceding the great Festival and the coming of the Prince.
Each day brought the same amazingly great crowds to the streets, each day
brought the same amazingly few coppers into Mika's jeans. The only news in
which the people seemed to be interested was in the coming of the Prince and
that the papers did not contain. He wondered why they did not publish a papea
all about the Prince: perhaps everybody knew all there was to know, he was
coming on the night of the Great Festival, coming to the Cathedral, and from
among all the children he would choose one for his own. Each time this prom-
ise wound its way through Nlika's little head, it became more marvellous, and
often did it warm the little body in those cold days :-cold, not only because of
wind and weather, but also because every one seemed so distant, so intent on
his own enhds.
Finally came the day before the great event, and thrilled with the thought,
Mika hastened to his post of duty, but not to stay, for before noon-time had
passed over the hurrying crowds, little Mika had been carried, weak and fever-
ish to his home by his old friend the policeman. Fight as he might, Mika could
not overcome the disastrous work which cold winds had wrought in his bit of
a body, and his strong friend laid him fainting upon the bed of straw in the
dreary roopi, his home. Convinced of the power of the witch, Aunt Sage fear-
ed to go near the child, and all through the night the burning little body
wrestled unaided and alone. Sometimes there was talk of courage: he must
go and see the Prince, the great lights, the lovely music and the happy children,
but with a sob the wasted litle body would fall back upon the straw and for a
long time the very air would seem to sob out the tale of a heart that must needs
be as large as the body containing it, to bear all the pains fallen to its lot.
The dawn of the great day came, but found little Mika even weaker. All
through the day he murmured about the Prince, the lights, the music, and the
happy children, and when evening came there were only sobs to tell of the pain
of body and heart which one little lad met as his share.
But evening came to the outside world, too, and in the Cathedral were
gathered the happy children and all those who awaited the coming of the Prince.
Never had lights burned so brightly, and never had voices been more earnest in
their singing, and never were children so happy. For a long, long time they
sang but, strange to say, the Prince did not come. Patiently they waited, even
more eagerly they sang, but still He did not come. Was it possible that so good
and kind a Prince would fail them? He had always come to them before on
this great night.
Late in the evening there came rushing into the Cathedral an old woman
who breathlessly told of how, while coming through the forest, she saw the
Prince approaching, but returning to his Kingdom rather than seeking the
Cathedral. I-liding behind a tree she saw that, 'folded in his arms, he carried a
lad whom she recognized as Mika, the news-boy. The great Cathedral was
all very still after her story, for they realized that the Prince had come, and by
the cry of a boy-child in pain, had been led to the one he wished to take to
his Kingdom, where there are always bright lights-and lovely music-and
And now though there is always the great assembling at the Cathedral at
Christmas time, the people never expect the Prince to come and choose one
from among them, for they understand that down in some dark little room,
where dwqls little joy and much pain, the Prince is 'Ending that which his
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W! WE WONDER HOW THEY WOULD LOOK
V7 it . Ruth Fisher with a hairx net.
gif y Margaret Rotz with her mouth closed.
.5 i Miriam Stirl without her school bag.
Xf Q Margaret Laub without her curls.
'-3 'Q Dorothy Armstron ' in a hurry.
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y Q. Helen Hotifman without an umbrella.
A . 5 Claire Kramlich if she were small.
Ai nt x' Esther Moser with a smile,
' Catharine Chubb with her shoes polished.
6' g ig ' Jeanette Featherman without a bag of peanuts.
i :il Erma Ross present one whole week.
May Reber with a full night's sleep.
By their sayings we shall know them:
9 l 9 r "As it t'were" .......... ...M. S.
-233' "My Heart" ...... ...D. R.
Q ' "Quietness" ....... . ?
' :I ji' "That makes it bad". . .. .M. H.
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Q, NF QM' "Don't make me laughg"
' ' 0 "My face gets too red". .. ...H. H.
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L' " "Oh, for the love of Pete". . .. .M. A.
H ' 1 "Passen sie alle auf" ....... . . ?
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,J V IZ +- 'www' Sparkling eyes-a dreadful teaseg
l pl .
f mt tag ' . ,,',r Giggling, laughing, all the clay,
H, tr , t , ffl t 'ln spite of what the teachers say.
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L-'--e-f if 2 ' Elsie Dougliei-fy!
Miss Deppen, who is monstrous tall,-
Her height of live short feet, not all-
Looks down upon the world below
And pities those poor creatures so,
Who are so short and small.
Found in bountiful supply,
Rather loaf than "do or die,"
Eating beans and "doggies" hot,
Such a dear "green" little lot !
"Have a heart,'l their favorite cry,
If Seniors try to pass them by.
Ever seeking halls of fame,
Seldom found within the same.
The air was clear, the sun shone bright,
The world in stillness lay,
At peace with men and with itself,
On that calm winter day.
But suddenly the charm is broken,
The air is rent in twain,
A distant mumble, faint at first,
Now tries, and not in vain,
To spread its echoes far and wide,
And as it grows apace,
From out of that wild symphony,
There sounds a doleful bass.
Soprano, alto, now we hear-
ln confused strains, and soon
When our ears have grown accustomed,
We think we hear a tune.
lt ceases unexpectedly,
For lo! a bell is ringing-
And now we realize with a start,
'Twas only "C" class, singing.
' THE MOUSE.
I looked and looked, but could not find the tack I was looking for.
Just then I spied something peeping out, behind the half-closed door.
lt looked at me, and I looked at it and, then we looked some more,
With one quick glance it made a dash and passed thru the kitchen tloor
AS THE SENIOR SEES IT
Our trials will soon be o'er, comrades fair
And we our burdens will take up elsewhere.
Upon this cold, cold world we will be thrust,
And we shall have to earn our daily crust.
The snow, it came and then the ice,
The boys and girls said, "Oh, how nice!"
The thaw, it came and then the rain,
The darlings murmured, "What a shame!"
How often, indeed, have I thought to myself
When Vergil was rampant and essays loomed high,
How much I would give for a little brown elf
Who with those very dear books out the window would fly
There wasa small star very hungry one night
Who, liking green cheese, from the moon took a bite.
"Then, rising with Aurora's light,
The muse invoked, sit down to write,
Blot out, correct, insert, renne,
Enlarge, diminish, interlineg
Be mindful, when 'invention fails,
To scratch your head and bite your nails."
V WHEN WE GRADUATE
Graduation's something nice-so they say,
And I never knew it hurt, till I tried it t'0ther day,
Oh, it made me feel so funny,
' My heart swelled to a great big lump,
And I wouldn't for any money
Make another such a iump.
All Ready for Gymnasium
Clssn of 1913
Clara V. Kramlich
l-lE short winter day was drawing to a close. Cn West Rosetter
Street, the merry shouts of the youngsters who coasted down
the hill sounded pleasantly through the dusk. The mothers
of Rosetter Street had arranged with the tradesmen to transact
their business in the morning so that the children might have
a season of unalloyecl bliss in the snowy street after school.
It was an admirable hill for coasting. As the street ended a short
distance from the top of the hill, there was no danger of interruption from
that quarter. An open field faced the row of prosperous looking homes and
thus, although nominally within the city, they had many country advantages.
The last of the "big" boys went shooting down the hill and Jamie
Stuart with his admiring chum, Jane Sarah, prepared to follow.
A door opened and a pleasant voice called, "John! Dick! Supper's
ready!" Then another voice and still others called and Daniel and Myra,
and Mary and Esther and Edward, and Bobby and Betty trooped cheerfully
and expectantly in to supper.
Presently, the door of the last of the houses opened and a sweet voice
called, "Jamie! Jamie Stuart!" Now, of course, Jamie was loath to leave
Jane Sarah and Jane Sarah's lip trembled. No one ever called her home.
Then, too, Jane Sarah had begun to recall the circumstances of her departure
from the house around the corner, "second turn to the left." She had slipped
down the driveway and out through the half-open gates. The lure of the
snow and the picture of the hill, from the nursery window, had been too
much for her.
Jamie was looking for her. Somehow, Jamie always looked out for
Jane Sarah. l-Ie was rather an odd little fellow. The other mothers with
their rosy-cheeked children often talked about him. I-le was a shy, delicate
boy with a nose that seemed to have been made flat by too much pressing
against the window-pane, watching other children play.
When Jane Sarah Hrst appeared on the hill, and the others, after gazing
somewhat curiously at her white coat and her dainty bonnet, 'had gone on
with their fun, Jamie had edged quietly up to her. ln a moment, they were
fast friends. He took her on his sled and the rides were simply wonderful
to poor little Jane Sarah, whose days were spent, for the most part, in the
care of Rose, her nurse, who was quite frequently angry and unobliging.
This was her third appearance on the hill. Once, Rose had been with her
and they had stopped only for a glimpse of the merriment, the other times,
sllc had managed to get awav when no one was looking.
Now Jamie must go. Jane Sarah had observed that when the quiet
'lady in black called, Jamie always went, at once. Then Jane Sarah was
alone. ,At .last ,she jumped up and, dragging her sled, set out for home.
Meanwhile, Jane Sarah's father had returned from the city. When he
asked for Jane Sarah, the trembling Rose, sobbing, said that Miss Jane was
lost. She, Rose, had not seen her since four o'clock. She had supposed
her to be in the nursery, but when she came to look, she was gone. She
had looked everywhere in the house for her. Jane Sarahls father hurried
up to his wifets room to console her.
Jane Sarah's mother was ill. No one knew what was the matter with
her. lt is doubtful if she knew herself. She sat in her invalid chair all day
long and was rapidly becoming a discontented woman. Now, she was
fretting because Jane Sarah could not be found.
In the midst of the confusion, a very tired and somewhat bedraggled
Jane Sarah appeared on the wide veranda. Nurse pulled her, hastily, into
the hall. "I didn't dare tell mistress that you were lost, until a little while
ago. You are to go upstairs at once. Your father is here and was just going
to telephone for the police to look for you."
As she talked, Rose was pushing Jane up the steps and along the
corridor to her mother's room. Before she quite realized it, she was standing,
blinking, before her parents. tSuch was Jane Sarah's homecomingj
"Jane Sarah Todd, where have you been?" said the fretful voice to
which Jane was accustomed. "You will drive me crazy with this constant
worrying about you."
"Coasting," said Jane Sarah, sullenly.
"Coasting!" cried Mrs. Todd. "Where did you go coasting? ".
"'Were you alone?" asked Jane's father.
"On the hill with Jamie," replied Jane Sarah.
"Jamie, Jamie who?"
"Jamie Stuart." Jane remembered the sweet voice calling Jamie
Stuart and her eyes Glled with tears as she thought how she would like' to
be called to supper.
"Jamie Stuart," repeated Nlrs. Todd. Jane's mother and father
exchanged glances. "That must be Nlargaret's boy. You know they moved
there last month. That Stuart's father was called Jamie," said Nlrs. Todd
to her husband.
i"Jamie Stuart, indeed."
"Jane Sarah, don't you ever go coasting there again. That boy isn't
fit company for you."
"No, don't go there again, Jane Sarah." This father said with com-
pressed lips. '
And so the matter rested. Jane Sarah wondered and wondered.
A thaw came and coasting was over for the time. Nlany weary days
past before Jane Sarah came again to the hill. There had come a blizzard
and Jane Sarah could see the hill from her window. Nurse had gone to the
kitchen for a chat. Jane Sarah quietly went for her coat and hat, and,
snatching her sled from the hall closet, she ran down the snowy, driveway and
along the silent street to the hill. There were fewer children than usual and
they were very quiet and subdued. Jamie wasn't there. When Jane Sarah
asked where he was, they told her, in awestruck tones that Jamie was sick.
They pointed to the window of the last house in the row. Jane had a
glimpse of a white-clad figure. She was frightened. Once, father had been
ill and she had never forgotten the awful day and night when no one cared
tor her and every one went about with white, drawn faces.
She sat down on her sled to consider, and the next moment was flying
down the hill. When she reached the end, she looked about her somewhat
dazedly. This was the last house-the door was open a trifle.
Jane Sarah looked about her. All the children were engaged with their
sport. She darted up the steps, across the porch and in through the door.
She climbed the stairs and there, in a great white bed, was-Jamie.
"Jane Sarah," muttered the boy feverishly as he had many times before.
And Jane Sarah came. Without a word, she ran to the bed. Jamie
smiled and, holding her hand, went fast asleep.
The nurse and the doctor breathed a sigh of relief.
"ls he all right? " said Mrs. Stuart, anxiously.
"lt is the crisis. I think he will pull through," he replied. "Who is-"
with a nod toward Jane Sarah. The white bonnet was decidedly crooked
on the golden curls, the coat was white no longer, but Jane Sarah looked
Of a sudden, there was a commotion down stairs. An insistent voice
said, "Yes, Jane Sarah Todd. Is she here? We found her sled before
4 Margaret Stuart started. She knew that voice and also the one which
said rather courteously, 'fWill you please send her here? "
There was some demur on the part of the maid, then the sound of
hurried footsteps and on the threshold appeared-Jane Sarah's father and
"You," gasped Margaret.
Mrs. Todd was about to reply when she caught sight of Jane Sarah,
holding tightly to Jamie's hand. She stopped short.
"'Yes," said Margaret, in answer to the unspoken question, "that is
Jamie. He has been ill," with a catch in her voice, "very ill, indeed. He
has called and called for Jane Sarah, and we did not know whom he meant.
Will you not permit her to stay? "
The mothers looked at each other. Then, impulsively reaching out
her hand, Margaret cried, "Cannot we be friends again, Kathleen? Cannot
we forget the old, old quarrels of our fathers and be as before?"
With a cry, Kathleen took the hand and with a kiss, the breach was
healed. No one seemed to realize that Kathleen Todd was walking. She
had forgotten it herself. She was an invalid no longer.
A sleepy sigh from Jane Sarah roused the three united friends. Jane
Sarah Todd was fast aileep, But then she was only seven and she was
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Senior Road Club
Vol. 1 Forgive and Forget No, 1
A Thursday, December 11, 1913
Although my existence in this
world has been coniparatively
short, I have had a life of more
than ordinary excitement.
When a mere infant, I ac-
quired the habit of falling down
every pair of Steps with which I
came in contact. This naturally
kept the affectionate members of
the family in a somewhat nervous
condition, but as I never received
more serious injuries than a
swollen forehead or a brightly-
colored shin, they gradually be-
came accustomed to my shrieks
and yells, at last growing so hard-
heartecl that they paid no atten-
tion to them, whatsoever.
It was during this period of
my life that I endured the hard-
ships of falling by turns into the
cider press, the flour barrel and
the milk pails. It was my chief
accomplishment, this ability to
allow gravity to work so freely,
but it brought me little good, and
as I grew older, it must be con-
fessed, a great deal of trouble.
My first tooth, white and shin-
ing, the pride of relations near
and far, I released my claim to,
by falling prostrate over a cellar
door. And my first plait, the joy
of my heart, had no sooner
reached that stage when a ribbon
could.be attached to the end, than
it was done away with by a savage
cousin and his tomahawk in a
game of Indians. In this at least
I was not to blame, and I pray
you please to note it, for the inno-
cent moments of my life are few
and far between.
But all this did not keep me
from growing. Bless you no! I
went higher and higher till now
I could easily scale the clilf to
the Giant's land without the aid
of Jack's bean-stalk.
At nrst I was proud of it, but
now I know that it is not the
kind of height to bring into my
story. Ieleroines are always tall,
to be sure, but they are never
clumsy. Yet perhaps they never
'had the adventures I have been
through, so I -doubt whether,
despite my unlucky star, I would
change places with them.
Composed and written for B II English and brought to class in the
High School for Girls, Reading, Pennsylvania, on Thursday, December 11,
Vol. 1 Do unto others as you would have them do unto to you. No. 1
Thursday, December 11, 1913
Perhaps it will interest you to
know a few facts and events of
the writer. A bright, clear day
was December 4, 1895, when I
formed an addition to the family.
'Twas a great day indeed, for girl
babies were rare in our family
circle. I was the proud hope of
both my mother and father, and
I0 say nothing of what my four
brothers thought of me would be
unfair. They all were proud of
their little sister, who they
imagined would not fuss and Hght
with them. I soon discouraged
that idea and entered with my
whoe heart into their daily
I spent one year in a kinder-
garten, where I learned only baby
play. My big heart yearned for
At the age of six years I began
my career, for such it was, in the
public school of our famous city.
I was very brilliant in my child-
hood days. 1 was very quick in
grasping things both with my
mind and my little hands. From
my mother I inherited that so-
called mania, "talking," which
will no doubt linger with me for-
ever. l was always romping with
the boys, consequently, I was
termed "tomboyish." My mother
wanted ime to be interested in
domestic affairs but, no, boy sport
was what pleased me. And still
I grew but only one way. Up!
People often remarked, "She
grows like a weed," but it was
with great pride that I beheld my
increase in height.
Now l'n1 in the High School for
Girls, but alas! where has my
brilliancy gone? The times are
decreased when I must be re-
minded, "Lilah, you are a big girl
now." My incessant talking still
clings to me and almost sets my
A close will come to my school
career, perhaps some day, and
'twill be a happy and also a sad
day. I am proud to say that I
have realized that it is never too
late to learn.
About my personal appearance
ll would have to consult the mirror
which I have no intentions of
ldoing. One feature of which 1
lain proud, although it excites
comment, is my nose. The rea-
son why I am proud of it is be-
cause it is out of the ordinary.
My feet are inclined to assume
enormous portions but then that
indicates a good foundation and
l'm sure they are hereditary, too.
The rest l'll let you decide for
yourself but first, "Look at me."
Lilah M. Spangler,
B II English.
t Vol. 1 No one is born without faults. NO. 2
Monday, December 'l5,, 1913
g The Class
Every class is a garden, but our
garden contains some of the love-
liest flowers of all.
First of all there is little Johnny-
jump-up, her blue eyes dancing
with mischief and her short legs
continually swaying to and fro.
She hates to sit still and can often
be seen walking up and down the
aisles of the Main Room, seem-
ingly in search of mischief, and
here let it be said, with all rever-
ence, that she often linds it. Yet
despite her restlessness, Johnny-
jump-up is a most affectionate
little creature and has declared
that when through with lessons,
she will always look back with
pleasure upon her dear teachers.
Saucy little Black-eyed-Susaii
is one ofthe worst chatterboxes
of all, for like the brook, her
tongue "goes on forever." She
is chubby and plump, a right jolly
old elf, with merry dark eyes, and
a low soft voice, which people
always enjoy hearing. She en-
joys an argument immensely and
can usually be trusted to win her
point. She enjoys writing her
themes and essays, standing high
in ou.r class, but I believedshe is as
glad as l am that our sentence
work is over.
Grandmother Sage, who really
looks quite young for her age, is
continually imagining that Father
Time has robbed her ot her youth-
ful beauty. The dear old soul
has a great deal of worry in this
world, for she lives in daily dread
of growing stout. This, however,
does not keep lier cheeks from
Iilooming' red, or her eyes from
gazing over her spectacles in the
merriest way possible. And
Grandmotlrer Sage is a great
favorite with the young people,
being able to equal them in the
art of talking without any effort
Composed and written for
13 ll English, High School for
Girls, Reading, Pennsylvania, and
brought to class on Monday, De-
cember 15, 1913.
Vol, 1 It is never too late to mend. No. 2
Monday, December 15, 1913
l have been authorized to
describe the members of my Eng-
lish class. For the simple reason
that my qualifications are not
great enough, l will not endeavor
to describe them all. l have
selected for criticism four ladies
with whom l am best acquainted.
My intentions are to exhibit their
good or bad traits of character in
such a way, so that the unfortu-
nate one who is being criticized,
will not know it is she. Under-
stand l said these were my inten-
tions, whether they will be car-
ried out successfully, remains to
be seen. One more word, my
dear Class, I sincerely entreat
you, it you happen to be under
criticism to take no ollense, for
none is meant.
The first is a young lady, tall
and thin, who has a mania for
semi-colons. This dear one
imagines that at every pause, a
semi-colon is needed. She is
known to us as Meg, and she is
universally admired. She is very
clever, this damsel, and expresses
her high opinions, whether good
or had, without tear. Again, she
is a student of Latin, and, when-
ever long words come up for dis-
cussion, Meg is always sure to
expound her superior knowledge
of that beloved branch.
Next is a tall, very graceful
young damsel. l-ler cheeks are
like the roses themselves, and
often l 'find myself wondering if
they are artiiicial or real. This
excellent young lady is always in
trouble, through her continuous
talking, she starts to talk or play
the minute she enters the class-
room, and could never cease if
she were not told to do so. She
tis the possessor of an affectionate
heart given to love. Her love is
proven by the deep atiection and
devotion she bears one of our
excellent teachers of the school.
The next on the roll is a tiny,
tiny dwarf. I-ter name is Smiles,
and she surely lives up to her
name. Whenever she laughs she
displays an even set of pearly
teeth. By some miracle or an-
other, this maiden commenced
school in 1893 although she tirst
made her entrance into this world
in 1897. I wish l was capable
of prescribing some recipe by
,which she might grow a few feet
or even inches.
All these worthy young mai-
dens were engaged in a wild dis-
pute as to whether Rowena or
Rebecca was the heroine of
"lvanhoe.'i One might imagine
their lives depended upon the out-
fcome, by the way they were rag-
ing. In the course of a few
moments, another member of the
class made her appearance. This
person, Laughing Eyes by name,
settled the dispute. Her word is
law among us and though her
decision could not have pleased
all the maidens, it was accepted
as gospel for it came from the
beautiful lips of one beloved.
Composed and written by Jeanette Featherman for B Il English, High
School for Girls, Reading, Pa. Read by her in class December 15, 1913.
Dear Miss Mayer :-
There are times when the spirits refuse to be
Hcorked up" and just must overflow. Such a day
was Monday for the girls who then had their 'first
experiences in the gymnastic world. Indeed, so
great was our delight that we wish to thank Miss
Mayer who, by her untiring eilorts, made possible
this opportunity to strengthen our mortal frames.
The Members of Class A.
October, 1914. f
ALEXANDER A. HARWICK
Director of Physical Education, Reading School District
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Class of 1915 in the Douglass and Weiser Gymnasium
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It is the Hrst of May."
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The Crowning of the Queen
ADDRESS OF WELCOME BY THE LORD CHANCELLOR
When May is in his prime,
Then may each heart rejoiceg
When May bedecks each branch with green,
Each bird strains forth his voice.
The lively sap creeps up,
into the blooming thorng
The flowers, which cold in prison kept,
Now laugh the frost to scorn.
All Nature's sons triumph
While joyful May doth lastg
When May is gone, of all the year
The pleasant time is past.
May makes the cheerful hueg
May breeds and brings new bloodg
May marcheth throughout every limbg
May makes the merry mood.
May pricketh tender hearts
Their warbling notes to tuneg-
Full strange it is, yet some, we see,
Do make their May in June.
Thus things are strangely wrought
While joyful May doth last:
Take May in time! When May is gone,
The pleasant time is past.
All ye that live on earth,
And have your May at will,
Rejoice in May, as I do now,
And use your May with skill.
Use May while that you may,
For Nlev hath but his time!
When all the fruit is gone it is
Too late the tree to climb. '
-Paradise of Dainty Devices.
.. program.. "Gentlemen and ladies,
We wish you a happy Nlay,
We've come to show our garlancls,
Because it is May-clay. i
SGLG--"A May Morning". ....... Weatherly-Denza
Catharine C. Fernau. Mfg, V
SONG-"Rise Again, Glad Summer Sun" ...... .
.. . . . . . . . . . . . . ... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Leslie
1 . .
Class of 1915. a D
CROWNING OF QUEEN- ' - .. ' " '
Marea H. Schaeiier, Frances A. Foos, Sarah l-. Dechant.
LORD CHANCELLOR'S SPEECH OF WELGOME-"May"
Ruth E. Fenstermacher.
DANCE-"The First of May."
"Go forth and laugh and play,
And let your cheerful voice,
With birds, and brooks, and merry May,
Cry out Rejoice! Rejoice!"
SEMI-CHORUS-t'Nlay DIQFE .....,...... ...L1lCOl'l16
SONG-"With a Laugh as We Go 'Round" ........ ...Bennett
"Round the Nlay-pole, 'fl'iJE-f.l'O't-t0'OtQ
See what a May-pole we have got,
Fine and gay,
Happy is our new Nlay Day."
OLD ENGLISH PLAY-"SL George and the Dragon"
With the Moms nance.
SEMI-CHORUS-"Welcome Pretty -f '
Primrose ........ .......... P insuti ff' ,ja CN X
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DANCE-HHOW Do You D09 " 'x 'JW X
can ENGLISH soNG-'frm Keys of A N if
Heaven." I V
DANCE-"La Preciosa Nlinuetf' l
FAREWELL-From 'rrhe Faithful f if J, QP'
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Shepherdess ..... Q. ....... Fletchei ,ff ,.' 4. . lj-
Ruth E. Fenstermacher. ...-l ,.
SONG AND RECESSIONAL- ""' :lift-I .-El.-
"Amaryllis" .................. Ghys jx Mfg '
Glass of 1915. ' E
"So God bless you all, both great and small,
And send you a joyful May."
MAY QUEEN .,.................................. Edith s. Emmer-
Her Attendants-Olga G. Deppen, Catharine R. Hinnershitz, Helen R.
l3althaser, Miriam L. Stirl, Florence E. Stoudt, Marion M. Hoffman,
Mary E. Potts, Dorothy I. Scholl.
IIERALDS ........................ Sara F. Eisenhrown, Lillian L. Ray
LORD CHANCELLOR ..... ..... . .... R nth E. Fenstermacher
Rolqin Hood, , . . . .ESth6l' E. Bl'l1lfZClll'lOl:f
Will Scarlet. .. .... Grace I. Freehafer
Little John. . . . ...... Ellen A. Lease
Friar Tuck ........................,..... Mary S. Geissler
Allan-a-dale .......................... Martha E. Achenbach
MILKMAIDS--Esther N. Sweigert, Myra Detample, Dorothy L. Armstrong,
Catharine N. Chuhh, C. Josephine Moyer, Esther Stuher, Edna M.
Mondorf, Marian R. Specht, Dorothy E. Reddig, Esther R. Lee.
SHEPI-IERDESSES-Margaret I. Laub, Margaret I. Noll, Miriam A. Conrad,
Elsie V. Dougherty, Anna M. Behm, Grace G. Maurer, Miriam E.
Hepler, Catherine C. Fernau, Esther M. Moser, Ruth A. Schwanger.
FAIRY QUEEN .................................. Elizabeth F. Hoff
WREATH DANCERS-Margaret M. Boehm, Amv L. Brobst, Beulah C.
Davidheiser, Elsie M. Haenchen, Emily O. Harbach, Kathagrine W.
Hassman, l.ouise"' Ketler, Martha Kfruppenhacli, Alice Langan, Lillie
Mengel, Anna L. Miller, Florence L. Moser, Margaret H. Reider, Helen
M. Sailor, Florence N. Schroeder, Kathryne Sheeler, Florence H. Spang,
Lilah M. Spangler, Marion C. Weidner, Grace E. Wilson.
MUMMERS- . A
I-lolalwyhorsc ...... ........ M ......... M argaret L. Zell
.lack-in-the-Green ........................... Grace L. Rea
Mary K. Mwore, Erma K. Ross, Emma I. Boyer, Mamie O. Young
Program designed by Miriam L. Stirl
The May Queen and Attendants
Robin Hood's Band, a Herald
THE PLAY OF ST. GEORGE
CFrom the Oxfordshire St. George play and the Lutterworth Christmas ,playj
St. George .... .... H elen M. Hoffman
The Dragon .... ...Margaret R. Knouse
King Alfred. . . .... Catherine L. Nau
His Wife ........ .... S adie R. Dietrich
King William ........ ...Florence Nl. Gerloff
Giant Blunderbore. .. .... Clara V. KFHIUUCU
Little Jack ........ . . .Katherine B. Hoff
Captain Slasher ...... ........ F annie Braude
Turkish Champion ........................... Julia E. Rothermel
The Doctor ................................. Nlargaret B. Rotz
All come in singing and walk round the place in a circle, and then
stand on one side.
t"Enter," in this play, means 'lAdvance from the circle of players."J
Enter King Alfred and his Queen arm in arm.
I am King Alfred, and this here is my bride.
l've a crown on my head and a sword by my side.
t'l'ouches crown and slaps sword. Stands apartj
Enter King William.
I am King William of blessed memoryg
Who came and pulled down the high gallows tree,
And brought us all peace and prosperity.
Enter Giant Blunderbore.
I am Giant Blunderbore, fee, H, fum,
Ready to fight ye all, so l says, "Comeg"
Enter Little Jack.
And this here is my little man Jack-
A thump on his rump and a whack on his back!
CStrikes him twiCe.J
I'll light King Alfred, I'll 'fight King Cole,
I'm ready to light any mortal soulg
So here I, Blunderbore, takes my stand,
With this little rascal, Jack, at my right hand,
Ready to light for mortal life. Fee, Il, fum!
tGiant and Little Jack stand apart.l
The'Players of "St. George and the Dragon
Enter Saint George.
I am Saint George, the champion hold,
And with my sword I won three crowns of goldg
I slew the Iiery dragon and brought him to the slaughter
And won the King of Egypt's only daughter.
I am Saint George of merry England,
Bring in the morres-men, bring in our band.
MORRIS DANCERS--Jeannette S. Featherman, Jester,
Mae L. Reber, Mabel S. Albert, Sara I. Bielsky, Estl
A. Ruth Fisher, Jennie E. Kutz, LaRue Yeager, H
Beulah M. Knabb. ' - .
fAfter the dance, St. George continuesgj
These are our tricks Ho! men ho! '
These are our sticks,-whack men, so!
fStrikes Dragon who roars and comes forward.
The Dragon speaks:
Stand on head, stand on feet,
Meat, meat, meat for to eat!
QTries to bite King Alfred.J
I am the Dragon, here are my paws,
I am the Dragon, here are my claws.
Meat, meat, meat for to eat!
Stand on my head, stand on my feet!
Enter Captain Slasher.
In comes Captain Slasher,
Captain Slasher is my nameg
With sword and pistol by my side
I hope to win the game.
Enter Turkish Champion.
I am the Turkish Champion,
From 'I'urkey's land I come,
I come to light the English king
And all his noble men.
As I was going by St. Francis' school,
I heard a lady cry, "A fool! a fool!"
"A fool" was every word,
That man's a fool,
Who wears a wooden sword.
ter M. Kensil
elen E. Lutz
A wooden sword? you dirty dog'
My sword is made of the best of etal free.
If you would like to taste of it,
l'll give it unto thee.
Stand oit, stand off, you dirty dog!
Or by my sword you'll dieg
l'l1 cut you down in the middle
And make your blood to tly.
Hol ho! ho!
Whack men so!
fAt the sound of the drum, all, except Queen and Doctor, hght.
St. George overcomes the Turkish champion and the Dragon,
but is mortally wounded. They all lie in various postures on
Queen wrings her hands and wails:
O horrible! terrible! what have you done?
You have ruined me, ruined me,
By killing of all these great ones!
Oh, is there ever a noble doctor to be found,
To cure this English champion of his deep and deadly wounds.
Enter Noble Doctor.
Oh, yes, there is a noble doctor to be found,
To cure this English champion
Of his deep and deadly wound.
I am the Doctor, and I cure all ills,
Only gullup my potions and swallow my pillsg
I can cure the itch, the stitch, the pox, the palsy and the gout,
All pains within and all pains without.
Up from the floor, Giant Blunderbore.
fGives him a pill and he rises at once.j
Get up King, get up, Brideg
Get up, Jack, and stand aside.
fGives each a pillg they rise.Q
Get up, King William, tell gentle folks all
There was never a doctor like good Doctor Ball.
Get up, St. George, old England's knight,
fGives him a pill.Q
You have wounded the Dragon and finished the fight.
Now no more dormant layg
But with thy sword, make all thy foes obey.
tAll stand aside but Dragon, who lies in convulsions on flooixj
Now kill the Dragon and poison old Nickg
At May Day, both o'ye, cut your stick!
f'l'he doctor forces a large pill down the throat of the Dragon,
who thereupon roars, and dies in convulsionsj
Epilogue hy all in circle:-
And now we are done and must he gone,
No longer will we stay hereg
We trust you'll say, before we go,
We've added to your cheer-
The Wreath Dance
FAREWELL ADDRESS OF THE LORD CHANCELLOR
Song of the Priest of Pan
From "The Faithful Shepherdess"
Shepherds all, and maidens fair,
Fold your flocks up, for the air
'Gins to thicken, and the sun
Already his great course hath run.
See the dew-drops how they kiss
Every little flower that isg
Hanging on their velvet heads,
Like a rope of crystal beadsg
' See the heavy clouds low falling,
And bright Hesperus down calling
The dead night from undergroundg
At whose rising mists unsound,
Damps and vapours fly apace,
I-lovering o'er the wanton face
Of these pastures, where they bloom:
Therefore from such danger lock
Every one his loved gtlockg
And let your dogs lie loose without,
Lest the wolf come as a scout
'From the mountain, and, ere day,
Bear a lamb or kid awayg
Or the Crafty, thievish fox
Break upon your simple flocks.
To secure yourselves from these
Be not too secure in easeg
Let one eye his watches keep
While the other eye doth sleep,
So you shall good shepherds prove,
And forever hold the love
Of our great god. Sweetest slumbers,
And soft silence, fall in numbers
On your eyelids! So farewell!
Thus I end my evening's knell.
-J ohn Fletcher.
The May-Pole Dance
"For the mountains shall bring peace to the people."
Miriam L. Stirl
ERHAPS the people of Sandow, which is a small central Western
village, realized in a way the beauty of rolling prairies and
vast plain: and for this reason they "raved," as tourists do,
upon beholding hills and mountains because they were novel
and a beautiful sight for eyes accustomed to low level stretches
of land. But Sandow wasn't always the rich town it is now, boasting of all
the new buildings. And neither was there time nor money enough to permit
of education by traveling.
But now we can travel, for we've made our region prosper, and what
with our new farm machinery, we have plenty of time for "eddication," as
our deacon says. The man who has the most money, the mostitime, and il
reckon the most education is James Maas. But he didn't always have those
things, and thatts why he has his old friends come to the Big House whenever
he is home, and he is just as kind and open as ever, even though he meets all
the big men of the land in his travels. Just about a month after .lim's 'last
trip abroad, which is almost live years past as l remember, he brought out
quite a collection of pictures, photographs, and curios. As usual, I went to
talk things over with him, and hear about his trip, and see what he had
Gne miniature, the daintiest and most charming of half a dozen, was
painted on a cobweb, and protected in a frame of delicately carved wood.
The scene was typical of Tyrol, with a lofty peak in the background and a
peasant shepherd with his flocks. alt seemed incredible that anything of so
sheer and 'line a web could be painted upon, and yet there was the miniature,
an oval no larger than two square inches, proving' the dexterity of some gentle
hand. And the picture fascinated me all the more when I heard this tale
from its owner:
"Meran used to be the capital of Tyrol, the mountainous 'southeastern
part of Austria. On the Pardoi Summit overlooking the former court city,
is a picturesque inn, whose host sells trinkets to the few travellers who pass
that wayg and it was from him that the painting was brought, he relating part
of what you now hear.
"ln Vinschgau, the district in the pass high above the Meran Valley, and
twelve miles from the city, is the small village Dorf Reschen. There is the
Dornsberg Castle, which even to this day is well preserved.
"ln the middle of the seventeenth century, through family feuds, the
castle was untenanted, and only Wilhelm Schotten lived in the attendant's
house down by the gate. Here the Ortler Alps tower above,-and the Aidge
River rushes and roars in the Etsch Valley below. And the Ortler-Spitz,
graceful, pine-dressed, and snow-capped, beautiful in the light of moon and
Sun, rose as a guardian over the lone care-taker. Little wonder that the man
with so magnificent a view of the famous Dolomites could but grow in a sense
of humbleness and content, knowing that he was but finite.
"His livelihood was obtained by herding sheep on the hillside, and carving
the quaint knick-knacks that sold for a good sum in the city. He rarely met
with any one, and it was a rare surprise to him one morning to discover a
baby, warmly wrapped, lying near his door. He wondered not a little and
rejoiced for a companion of his own kind, for the canaries he raised, however
cheery, could not talk.
"The baby boy grew, and years passed. When he was a young man, his
foster-father died. But during that time he had been taught from the older
1l1Ill1,S experiences, and from the priest in the little village, and out of doors
had come close to the birds, and flowers, and the universe of stars. Thus he
was sturdy and kind and wonderfully Hue and sensitive. Carving and herding
he had learned from his guardian, but he had by instinct taken to painting,
when quite a boy, and in this his father could not help, indeed, the lad did not
need any help.
"While his father had still lived, he had promised to go to the big cities
to sell his cobweb pictures. It was he, Ernest Schotten, that had painted
this light, almost fairy-like masterpiece. I-le was successful in the sale of
these dainty laces, traveling to Munich and Paris and staying rather long
in Paris. But the money seemed to trouble him, and he could not stand the
falsity of people who schemed and connived and strove for worldly gain.
And their tastes were not his, he was stifled and longed for his great mountains.
He alone, out of all his acquaintances, out of all his patrons, knew of "beauty
old yet ever new, inward voice and inward word." So he returned to Dorf
Reschen, and there continued to paint the miniature masterpieces. He found
a haven among the heights, and spent the last of his days there.
"His paintings have disappeared, and his name is unknown, nor did he
ever know whence he derived his artistic ability. But in 1709, so the inn-
keeper said, one Louis, Count of Dornberg, was interested in the life of
this stranger, and his exquisite works. He then worked back upon certain
clues, and found that Ernest Schotten was none other than the descendant of
one of Italy's greatest painters, that Admadeus, second son of Titian, had
married Acelie, daughter of Handenburg, and taken her family name. Con-
sequently upon the loss of family fortune, the granddaughter of Admadeus
had given her child to Schotten for him to raise without knowledge of its
parentage. And though Ernest Schotten is not famous, not even known, he,
by his broad true life and devotion to the inspiring mountains, gave an
example to those of his timesf'
ur St. Patliiok Party
"Come back to Erin, Nlavourneen, Mavourneen,
Come bacl-1 again to the land of thy birth.
Come with the shamrocks and springtime, Nlavourneen,
And its Killarney shall ring with thy mirth."
These were the strains that resounded through the halls of our school
on the night of the most enjoyable and long-to-be-remembered St. Patrick
Party given in honor of the Faculty, by the Class of 19,l5. Everyone in our
class was more or less 'tfussed up" about this auspicious occasion, for there
were entertaimnents to be planned, a dainty menu to be thought out, and
numerous arrangements to be made to make the affair a success, and a success
it proved to be.
Early in the week the teachers received invitations, written in green ink,
on cards decorated with shamrocks. After this, every senior was far from
idle, for we all realized that in order to make the atiiair a success every one
had to do her part.
That evening, as the teachers arrived, they were directed to the main
room. They were greeted in the second hall by the reception committee,
composed of the ofncers of the class. On entering the room everybody was
given two or three green paper hats. While the presentation of these hats
was in progress, we were entertained by the orchestra,-Margaret Zell, pianist,
Rhena Terry, Helen Lutz and Beulah Knabb, violinists,-with several classical
? selections, among which "Tipperary" seemed to be the favorite. A few
started to dance, but soon found that collisions with the seats of the main
room were entirely too numerous, and the attempt was abandoned.
In order to "break the icej' the hat game was begun. lt was the
object of every one to engage in conversation with another, and secure the
answer "Yes" or "No," lf she succeeded, the person to whom she was
talking would then forfeit ia hat.
For the next game, each guest was given three potatoes to throw through
the mouth of a green pig, painted on canvas which was suspended across the
north doorway. All advanced valiantly to perform this apparently easy feat,
but few accomplished it.
The next game, in which the cleverness of our tutors was perhaps best
manifested, was a college game. Clara Kramlich read a story, in which all
parts omitted were to be 'Hlled in with the names of colleges.
About this time, the song, "Come Back to Erin" was heard floating up
from the first hall. All in the main room were summoned to that hall where
refreshments were served by the hostesses of the evening. As they descended
the stairs, they were greeted by a most enchanting sight. The hall was
nearly filled with small tables, each table bearing two lighted candles, and
presided over by a hostess. As the teachers wended their way among the
tables, they found their own by means of dainty little place cards decorated
with shamrocks, and bearing their names in green ink.
A most enjoyable time ensued during which a delightful repast was
served, consisting of pistachio ice cream, cake, candy, and chocolate, con-
taining melted marshmallows-which, by the way, would not melt.
Everything looked very festive, the flowers, candlelight and pretty
dresses, all combining towards securing this effect.
After lingering a while over the repast, we again proceeded to the
second hall, where a Virginia Reel was enjoyed to the tune of many of the
airs of long ago, played by the violinists. This scene carried us back to the
days of our grandmothers. '
The affair closed with the singing of the songs "Tippperrary," "Come
Back to Erin" and "Good-night, Ladies."
This delightful event will doubtless long be remembered by all of us,
and we trust that the memory of it will be a very pleasant one.
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i -X Humorous Treasures
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0 5 Margaret Reider treading i'Comus"j
' ,gi , "What was that shaky-headed Gorgon shield,
y 43 A t Wherewith she freezed her toes Q? 7 to congealed stone? "
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Miriam Stirl fin "A" Literaturej--"I don't remember
Q Q' u, it very well, but l'll never forget what l remembered."
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My MiChael Angelo has changed his name. l-lenceforth,
Ji' according to a Senior, he will be known by the more
y euphonious appellatioh of Hezekiah.
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Jeanette Feathermanf at a Class meetingj-"Must the
if jg, Q' "Daisy Chain" be made of daisies? "
' Heard on May Day
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V ..' A Julia Rothermel picks uprthe heralds' trumpets and blows
, F' A" vigorously.
' Julia fin a very disappointed tonej-"Oh! I thought
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Loved plum cake and sugar candy.
1915 MOTHER GOOSE
Whistle, daughter, Whistleg whistle, daughter dear.
I cannot whistle, mammy, I cannot whistle clear.
Buff says Buff to all his men,
And I say Buff to you againg
Buff neither laughs nor smiles, '
But carries his face with a very good grace.
I had a little hobby horse,
And it was dapple gray.
-Nlargaret Zell ton May-dayj.
I am a little curly head,
My father is a preacher,
I love to go to Sunday School,
Because I love my teacher. V
Little Nancy Etticoat,
In a white petticoat,
And a red nose.
The longer she stands,
The shorter she grows.
A dillar, a dollar,
A ten o'clock scholar!
What makes you come so soon,
You used to come at ten o'clock,
And'now you come at noon.
' -Ruth Fisher
La Rue Yeager.
Mary Moore has lost her books,
And her diligence has not yet found themg
Let them alone and they'll come home
Just as in her book-strap she bound them.
HUMOROUS QUIPS AND CRANKS
"There's not a thing in the World so jolly by half,
As a lightsome, frolicsonie, rollicking laugh."
Grin and Win
"For laugh and the world laughs with you,
Kick and you kick alone,
For the cheerful grin will let you in,
Where the kicker is never known."
CLASS STANDING ON AN AVERAGE
OF 88 PER CENT.
Biggest grind ..... .................. Nl iriam Stirl
Laziest ....... ...... L a Rue Yeager
Best student. .. .... Nlartha Achenbach
Best bluller ..... ..... K atharine l-loff
Most conceited .... . . .Florence Spang
Wittiest ....... .... D orothy Scholl
Thinnest ....... ..... L illian Ray
Biggest knocker. . . .... Margaret Laub
Quietest ........ ...... G race Rea
Biggest bore ...... .... M abel Albert
Most fascinating ...... ...... M ary Potts
Most accomplished .... . . .Edith Brunner
Most bashful ....... .... E sther Moser
Stmgrest ..................... . ...... Esther Stuber
Noisiest ......................... Josephine Moyer
.Beulah Knabb's highest ambition in Geometry Class,
' 3 "Sleep, Sleep, and Rest."
If you wish to see Olga laugh, ask her how she lost the feather on her
black velvet winter bonnet.
The most unsellish girl in the Senior Class, Olga Deppen, who with
a rarely generous spirit refrains from reading the joke pages of "The Ladies'
Home Journal" in order that her friends may have the pleasure of telling
her some jokes she does not know.
Sing a song of high school,
A book strap full of books,
Recitations four a day,
Besides whatpeach girl cooks.
Sewing in the drawing room,
Physics in the Lab.,
O, it takes the high school girls g
To learn the art of "gab."
We study in the Main Room,
All quiet and absorbed,
O, the happy high school girls,
By lessons never bored UD
SOME OF THE LATEST ADDITIONS TO OUR SCHOOL LIBRARY
Martha Achenbachu-A very neat little volume which gives excellent advice
to those who are able to keep a secret.
Helen Balthaser"-A wholesome story, with a beautiful auburn-haired
Anna Miller"-A book on the "Care of Dogs."
Jeanette Featherman"-A splendid volume containing explicit directions
on developing the voice.
Amy Brobst"-An enthusiastic dissertation on "Horseback riding."
Marion Hoffman"-And its sequel "Helen Hoffman."
Margaret Zell"-Classical and ragtime "hits" are found in this portfolio
Catharine Hinnershitz"-A little, simple, straight-forward story, calculated
to produce many smiles.
Grace Freehaferl' and "Ruth Fisher"-Companion pieces in pocket edition,
containing many humorous sayings.
Claire Kramlich"-A tall slender volume, giving a dissertation on "too
Ruth Fenstermacher"-A very lively little novel and an exceedingly
Julia Rothermel"-A sweet little story that centers around one spot, in
the southern section of a flourishing city. .
Margaret Rotz"-A humorous novel that will achieve popularity.
Edith Brunner'-A book worth knowing.
Dorothy Scholl"-One of the sweetest stories on record. It is sure to
please the most fastidious.
Greta I-linkle"-A theme that is very interesting to mathematical students.
Esther Brintzenhoflw-A book of good solid reading-very practical.
Katharine Holt"-A breezy volume full of spice and ginger.
Catharine Nan"-A nice plump little volume dealing with the intricacies
of obtaining an introduction.
"Mamma," said a Freshman small,
"When shall I be big and tall?
Like the Seniors proud and haughty
Who are never bad or naughty."
"Freshie, wait a little longer,
Till your little brain is stronger,
Then your 'freshness' you will lose,
And be a Senior if you choose,"
Girls' High School Ramblers
Class of 1917
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Class President,s Address of Welcome
Edith S. Brunner
You know we are glad you are here, and we're going to be presuming
enough to believe that you are glad we are here. After you have kept an
anxious watch over all our school girl career, it must be gratifying to be of a
surety gathered together to share in the end of it all.
We have planned to turn away from the beaten trail of custom this
morning and omit from the program the class history and the prophecy.
You probably all know our history, and perhaps have joined with us in some
of our pleasures. In thinking of the latter, l cannot refrain from uttering
the gratitude that is in the heart of each girl to our principal and the teachers
for all the help they have given us by the way. This help was not only the
directing of our thoughts-a task which at times they must have felt in vain,-
but also the interest and aid they gave us on our gala days when they
cheerily sold our wares, tricked out most amazing costumes for our adornment,
trained our voices into at least a semblance of sweet sound, and now Hnally
have prepared a very mysterious chest of gifts, characteristic of our idiosyn-
crasies, we believe. We would extend to them our kindest wishes for the
future and unbounded thanks for the many times they have been to us
"hope's calm eyes seen through the gloom."
We shall present to you this morning a specimen of our dramatic
ability,-an endowment-and I say it in all humility-which makes us feel
very superior. Our natural bent seems to be toward Dickens, for besides
a very clumsy Tilly Slowboy and kindly John Peerybingle with whom you
soon will become acquainted, we have in our number a most spectacular
Marley, a buxom Mrs. Fezziwig, a fine and hospitable set of Cratchits, and
a grumbling but eventually repentant Scrooge. We hope that our little
play will call forth on your countenances the same expression of joy that
Dickens so often causes us to see on Nlr. Pickwick's Visage. He, when de-
lighted, we are told, 'tagitated his countenance from one auricular organ to
So much for to-day. But what of the to-morrowshfor which these years
have prepared us. We shall not attempt to prophesy, for your wiser minds
might remind us that "a girl's will is the wind's' will, and the thoughts of
youth are long, long tlioughtsf, , The future were better left to sing its
own ditty. But surely we must have a token of these past years to take
into those to come, and as that token we have chosen these bright daisies
as our class flower. Legend may tell you they are hearts of gold with
circlets of white and lovely deeds, and observation has shown you that, free
from vanity and selnshness, they grow all along the dusty highways and
far up among the otherwise barren crags, which the more timid blooms
shun. By loyalty to these characteristics of our emblem we can best be
true to you and to ourselves, and far along the road that stretches ahead
you shall hear our song:
" For we can say, Life still is good,
And all its ills may be withstood,
Because it gave us at the start
A This talisman within our heart."
1915 CLASS so '
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1915 CLASS SONG
Words by Nlary E. Potts
Oh, class of nineteen fifteen,
Fling out thy banners high!
Be proud of thy old colors,
And flaunt them to the sky,
Be proud of all thy maidens,
To thee so staunch and true,
Oh, may they all Hrm courage find,
In these four years with you.
The time has come for parting,
Oh, Reading High, farewell:
What future years may bring us,
Dear girls, we cannot tell.
But we'll remember school days,
And the best class ever seen,
We could not, if we would,
Forget good old hfteen.
We've worked and played together
Till now we're comrades true,
And all our joys and pleasures,
Fifteen, we owe to you.
So now before we leave thee,
We'll try once more to tell
I-low much we all have loved thee,
Oh, fifteen, farewell. '
A A Glimpse into the Future
CLASS REUNION IN 1940
The Class of 1915, High School for Girls, observed the twenty-hfth
anniversary of its graduation on June fifteenth. Owing to the widely-scattered
residences of the class, very few could be present. Many, however, sent
letters of greeting, and some bravely filled out the questionnaire which the
secretary sent to each one. That enterprising class ofhcer has tabulated the
results of this correspondence in the manner shown below:
I Age P Weight'
Catherine Nau I 60 750 ' Teacher of calisthenics and
I broom drills.
I 25 75 Ruining her family's health with
Katharine Hoff I domestic science menus - all
Margaret Laub I 35 200 Loafing.
Mary Potts I 42 125 President of Reading Playground
Amy Brobst I 56 130 Writing a book, entitled "Why
I we should abolish mathe-
I matics in high schools and
Miriam Stirl I 85 130 Working on the Stirl Dictionary,
I which will take the place of
Jennie Kutz I u Still .seeking Corinth, that elusive
I railway center.
Rhena Terry I 43 100
Beulah Knabb i 50 325 Fiddlers Three.
Helen Lutz I 45 150 r
LOST, STRAYED OR. STOLEN
Edith Brunner ,
Margaret' Rotz ,
HE Class of 1915! What a flood of memories the very mention
of it brings before us! Nlemories now, although only four
short years ago we were freshmen together, years that have
sped quickly until now, in cap and gown, we stand hopefully
on the thresholdof a. newiworld. And now it is that we
think of all that has been done for us during our stay here, and we realize
that it willl be hard to give up our gymnasium, for we really feel as though
we may call it ours, since it was surely for our benefit it was given to the
school,-hard to give it .upto the lower classes who can never appreciate
it as we have done, and surely never love it as well. lt is hard, too, to forfeit
our Tuesday and Friday swims in-the "Nat," andrgive up the precious ticket
which ushered us into the pool free of charge. lt was here thatithe Seniors
aisimguisiieal themselves, 'and' here' in 'the 'cold' clear .water 'exhibited proudly
their swimming -fuia-ai'vmg- stunts, often, too, 'caring tenderly for the dripping
Freshinen, who, 'whetherthey 'would' or nofshowed ever decided tendencies
to strike bottom. ' "" ' ' ' ' ' 5 ' A ' . '
F From the time weqwere Sophomores and ,given the privilege of solving
at this early age, the mysteries of popovers ,and gingerbread, ,to that day of
all days, our -Class,Day,, when we ,gave arplay, the like of' which' has never
yet been known, 1915,,has been attended always by the best of fortune.
Who does not remember our May Day, ,wit-h its laughing lads UD and lasses,
its merry. singing and .above all its May,Queen? There was indeed, in the
words' of the song, ffnever, never such a,Queen",and 1915 is .as proud of her
asucanrbe, " .V
Not content with the fame ,won through our May Day, we must further
add to 19-15's glory by increasing the natural beauties of our own hills, and
in the capacity of,treelplanter,s, the Seniors excelled as in all- else they have
under-taken. I Over six .thousand tiny firs- and spruces, in later ,years-to shed
their beauty over the whole' hillside, form 'a class memorial better far than
the most beautiful statue of marble.
We have, to be sure, made our blunders and mistakes as even the best
or classes will do, but we feel that any errors committed during our Freshman
yczar have been more than atoned for by our shining record of later years.
Think of our Christmas play, the silver cup we have presented to the
Athletic Association of the Reading Schools, and the model cooks and house-
wives we have become, and you must agree that 1915 is indeed a banner
class, worthy of all the praise her loyal members can bestow upon her.
CLASS DAY PLAY
"The Cricket on the Hearth"
Dramatized from the story by Charles Dickens.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
John Peerybingle, a carrier ........................ .... F lorence M. Gerloff
Mrs. Peerybingle, his wife ...... .... R uth A. Schwanger
Tilly Slowboy, Zlze 6a6y's nurse .... .......... G reta Hinkle
Caleb Plummer, a toy-maker ........ . . . .Julia E. Rothermel
Bertha Plummer, his blind daughler. . . ........ Sadie R. Dietrich
The Stranger ......................... ..... E sther E. Brintzenhoif
Mr. Tackleton, Calais employer ......... . .... Jeanette S. Featherman
May Fielding, Jezfrothed fo Mr. Yacklelon .... ....... M iriam A. Conrad
Mrs. Fielding, her moiher ............... ......... A my L. Brobst
Mr. Dot. fafher ry' flirs. Peerybingle .... .... M iriam E. Hepler
Mrs. Dot, moiker of Jllrs. Peerybing le ......................... A. Ruth Fisher
The Messenger ..................... ........................ E mma I. Boyer
The Baby .......... an honorary member of the class of 1915, "Adam" by name
Chirp the First-In the Peerybingle kitchen, on a winter morning.
Chirp the Second-At the Plummer Home, the next day.
Chirp thc Third-In the Peerybingle kitchen, on the morning of the third
Turning Points in the World,s History
VALEDICTORY ESSAY MARTHA E. ACI-IENBACH
RETROSPECTIVE glance over the world's history serves to
show us that the word or deed of but an individual can be
responsible for the destiny of great nations: the survival of
certain civilizations or the religious attitude of generations
yet unborn, for
" We are but the instrument of Heaven,
Our work is not design, but destiny."
Every book-lined shelf is really a curtain through the chinks of which
we may peep at the past, hear what men were saying, and see what they
were doing in the years gone by. Then, too, we may behold great and
completed achievements, and learn how movements, which have become
turning-points in the world's course, arose, were carried on, and reached their
consummation. Sometimes, indeed, we may perceive that the greatest of
these often, like valuable pictures, hung on the smallest of nails, and we
may see how the mightiest impulses which have stirred mankind were accom-
panied throughout by a series of lesser incidents which go far to make up the
pleasures and the pains of daily experience. There never, indeed, was a
time in which sugar was not sweet, buttons did not come off, chimneys did
not smoke, and bread was buttered on both sides. It has been said that
"probably some of the three hundred at Thermopylae had colds in their
chests and the decay of the Roman Empire was surely accompanied by that
of many Roman teeth. Gibbons does not mention this, but it concerned
ancient history more personally than the conduct of Julius Caesar." The
little threads and fringes of life are ever showing themselves, and events which
cast great shadows were accompanied by insistent daily needs, enjoyments,
and habits. ,
When, four hundred and ninety years before the birth of Christ, the
Athenian Council of War met on the eastern coast of Attica to consider
whether or not they should give battle to the Persian host camped on the
Helds of Marathon, "on the result of their deliberations depended not merely
the fate of two armies, but the whole future progress of human civilization."
Moreover, the decision rested not so much upon the council as a whole as
upon the vote of the eleventh member-Callimachus the War-Ruler. Until
the very last ballot was cast, those for and- against battle had been of an
equal number. Callimachus cast his ballot for war. As a direct result of
the battle of Marathon, the Greeks warded ott' completely the invasions
planned by the Persians, who, during the past rifty years, had enthralled
almost every kingdom of the world as it was then known. Greece was, at
that time, the most highly cultured nation in the world. To have been
subjugated and enslaved by barbaric hordes from the East, would have been
utterly detrimental to all her progress in art and literature.
More than twelve centuries later, when the Franks defeated' the Saracens
at the battle of Tours, this same question of an Eastern versus a Western
civilization was again decided. Playing a most important role upon the
stage of the world's history, the Franks, after conquering Rome, assimilated
Roman culture and became in turn the civilizers of all the Teutonic tribes
which had remained in their homes on the opposite side of the Rhine. This
is the age of Charlemagne and his paladins, of his wonderful nephew Roland
and the devoted friend Oliver, all immortalized in the long narrative poem
of a later century, the Chanson de Roland, a stirring account of battles
and well-nigh miraculous deeds.
Though the Franks were as powerful as the Romans had ever been,
yet they did not allow absolutism to gain a foothold, but, by establishing
a medium between imperial power and the rights of their subjects, they
succeeded in leaving little opportunity for revolt to assert itself. Of such
endurance were their laws, that most of them are yet the foundation of the
legal systems of Central and Western Europe.
From a religious point of view, the importance of this battle is even
greater. Having overcome Spain, the Saracens were preparing to over-
whelm Europe, to the accomplishment of which purpose they had already
reached the center of Franceg but it was here at Tours that the Franks
completely routed the Saracens with their Mohamrnedanism. That battle
fixed the religious destiny of Europe. The religions of Persia, Egypt, Greece
and Rome have perished, those of Confucius, of Buddha, and of Mohammed
remain stationary, but Christianity, hrst spread over Europe and then to
the New World, has ever since been advancing into newer and broader forms
of moral and social activity.
In ten hundred sixty-six, the history of a- large and, -to' us, a very imf
portant part of the civilized world again hinged upon the outcome of a single
battle. Had there been no William the Conqueror' at the Battle of Hastings,
there would probably be today no British empire and, perhaps, no America,
each with its wide-spread influence over the whole of mankind. The Saxon
tribes of old England had made but little progress in government in the years
after they had invaded Celtic Britain after 449 A. D., but when the energetic
Normans set foot upon English soil, they "high-mettled the blood of our
veins" while the conquered Saxons succeeded in giving the Normans enough
sturdiness to take oft the edge 'of their national character. . ' It Q f
History is strangely a matter of IF. If, for eaxmple, in our own land
Conrad Weiser had not succeeded in inducing the Indians known as the Six
Nations to remain neutral through the French and Indian wars, they would
have probably sided with the French, thrown the balance of power in favor
of that people, and eventually driven the English out of America. To the
thirteen colonies that would have undoubtedly meant French institutions,
French language, French culture, and we today might still be speaking the
French tongue and following French ideals.
Continuing with European history, we find that the great Napoleon by
his plans and aspirations gave a new aspect to the history of his times,
but a little rain to prevent the action of his cavalry as planned, and the
failure of auxiliary troops to arrive at the critical moment, took from
Napoleon, forever, the power of dictatorship over all Europe which he had
up to that time held within the hollow of his hand. With the downfall
of Napoleon, there were crushed at the same time the fond hopes of the
French people for supremacy in the world of power. Never since then
have there been so many monarchs of French blood as Napoleon placed
upon the various thrones of Europe, his brother Louis, king of Holland,
his brother Joseph, king of Naples and Spain, his brother Jerome, king of
Westphalia, his brother-in-law Murat, King of Naples, his step-son, Viceroy
of Italy. Never since then have the French had so great a controlling
interest in the affairs of the world. When the sun of Napoleon's brilliance
had set, many other planets passed through the sky of history leaving upon
the earth their light and shadow.
In the past, war has had an undeniable influence upon the story of
mankind. It has been the
" Great corrector of enormous times,
Shaker of o'er-rank states, the grand decider
Of dusty and old titles."
It was undoubtedly the French Revolution, that tremendous struggle for
political equality, that marked the downfall of royal despotism in civilized
countries. In very recent years, so recent that all but the very youngest of
us can know of it, we have seen the downfall of royal despotism in countries
not so civilized. The seed that was sown in extravagance and rashness by
the French has slowly spread over the earth. Today keen eyes see, in an
almost world-wide disturbance, the death-blow of royalty itself. History is
in the making now in its most terrible manner. We well may wonder
whether this is another great turning-point in the history of the world.
Happily the world's progress has not always or most frequently hinged on
war. One of the greatest boons tocivilization was the invention of the
printing press by the German Gutenberg. That meant greater religious and
intellectual liberty. It meant the diffusion of new ideas, it meant the gradual
downfall of absolutisni and the rise of small, freedom-loving states. It
helped to drag Spain from its haughty elevation, to raise Holland and England
to positions out of all proportion to their size.
Surely we are living in eventful times. Never have so many changes
disturbed the surface of the world's calm. China, old, wrinkled, apathetic, is
doing its very best to establish a republic. If that effort is successful,-we
self-satisfied Occidentals think,-what may not happen? In truth, the
last three or four generations have been living in such an age of wonders
that we have become almost hardened. Today wireless telegraphy, aero-
planes, submarines, no longer cause us any thrills. No one can deny that
all of these have greatly aliected various phases of our complex civilization.
However, it is in the realm of ideas and principles that the greatest
crisis of history occur, or at least are felt most keenly. The battles of
Marathon and of Tours are especially important because they represent a
struggle for liberty and self-expression, Hastings marks the beginning of a
firm, just, well-balanced government in England, a government that was
largely a model for our own national system, Waterloo represents the well-
deserved downfall of a purely selfish lust for control. The French Revolu-
tion stands out prominently, aside from its excesses, because it promulgated
an idea of liberty and equality. The printing-press served its purpose because
it bore these and other messages of advancement to peoples of former times,
and still bears them to us. "lt is in the past," writes a modern philosopher,
"that destiny finds all her weapons, her vestments, her jewels." May she
find these, is our hope, in the world of ideas, not in the world of brute
, The importance of Shakespea1'e's
SALUTATORY CLARA V. KRAMLICH
' CCORDING to a recent writer, "We of today, harp on the words
'modern,' 'advanced,' 'twentieth century,' as though the human
products of former ages were very different beings. Yet, if
we read old history, old tiction, old biography, or especially
old verse, we are struck by the eternal verities of human
nature, and see our 'modern' girls with their 'modern' longings and their
'modern' rebellions and revolts reflected as in true mirrors, with only the
frames of a quaint bygone fashion."
This is the door which opens the way for us to see our sisters of yester-
day. If we are to search old verse, where better than in Shakespeare, for
Shakespeare's heroines are essentially real and feminine?
In some vivacious, merry girl of today with a love for masquerading, we
may rind Shakespeare's Viola or Rosalind with all their coquettish airs and
graces. In some loyal friend with witticisms ever at her ton0tue's end we
may meet with a Beatrice. Perchance, we may glimpse a dignined Portia
with a love of letters. So we might gather groups of Julias Silvias l-leros
and perhaps a few Ophelias, a whole galaxy of maidens of the past and
present. To our surprise, we should find them at heart very much alike.
Ruskin says: "Shakespeare has no heroes,-he has only heroines. The
catastrophe of every play is caused always bv the folly or fault of a man'
the redemption if there be any, is by the wisdom and virtue of a woman, and
failing that, there is none."
In "The Merchant of Venice," it is by means of Portia's aid that Antonio
is freed and Shylock is punished. Cordelia in "King Learn rescues her
father whom his other daughters have abused, and comforts him through
the remaining hours of her life. Ophelia, in "Hamlet," fails at the crucial
moment and there is no redemption. Lady Macbeth, in "Macbeth," is unable
to save either herself or her husband.
The women in the comedies of Shakespeare are especially entertaininox
These heroines are of diverse natures,-jealous, loyal, artful and 1 '
In 'The Comedy of Errors," Adrianna is the wife of Antipholus of Ephesus
wio was separated from his twin brother, called Antipholus of Syracuse, when
a child. This brother comes to Ephesus and because the brothers look
exactl alik all ' ' ' -' ' '
y e, 1 sorts of complications arise. Adrranna mistakes Antipholus
of Syracuse for her husband. Her' supposed husband is very stron 1
1 ' gb'
attracted to Adrianna's sister, Lucarria. At length, the misunderstandings
are ' 'ht d - '
rig e , and the mother and father of the twins find each other and
their children. Adrianna is jealous and selfish and dependent for support
upon the stronger character of Lucania, who is the opposite of her sister in
almost all respects and by far the better character.
ln great contrast to Adrianna is Julia in t'Two Gentlemen of Verona."
Ruskin in his "Sesame and Lilies" says, "And what shall l say of Julia,
constant against the 'Iickleness 'of a lover who is a mere wicked child?"
Julia's lover, Proteus, who spends his time sighing for the fair Julia
and dreading his father's anger if he disclose his love, goes to Milan to
acquire, if possible, the culture of that court. Here he is enamored of the
Lady Silvia who reproves him for his disloyalty to Julia and will not listen
to his love. Meanwhile, Julia waits patiently and hopefully at home until,
at last, in the disguise of a page, she seeks Milan for news of her lover.
Julia, who fondly believes,
" l-Iis words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
His love sincere,"
in Milan learns the story of his new love. When Proteus sees her in the
forest, he heartily repents and is readily forgiven.
"Much Ado About Nothing" appeals to us because of its humor mixed
with a certain amount of pathos. The interest is divided between Hero and
Beatrice, although Beatrice is the stronger character. Hero, Beatrice says,
considers it her duty to say, "Father, as it please you." Beatrice vows she
will never marry and her friends enter into a plot to engage her affections.
Hero, accordingly, who knows Beatrice is behind the arbor listening to every
" But Nature never fram'd a woman's heart
Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice.
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes,
Misprizing what they look on, and her wit
Values itself so highly that to her
All matters else seem weak, she cannot love,
Nor take no shape nor project of affection,
She is so self endeared."
She continues with an enumeration of a certain Benedick's manly qualities
and his hopeless passion for Beatrice. Benedick is, in a similar way, informed
of Beatricets love and the affair reaches a happy consummation.
Beatrice, however, has a sturdier side to her clracter. When Hero
is falsely accused by her father and her lover, Claudio, Beatrice stands
bravely by her cousin. She maintains her position until Hero's innocence
is proven. Beatrice'is witty, impulsive, loyal, gay,-altogether lovable, yet
Hero, quiet and sincere, is no less attractive.
Miranda, the heroine in "The Tempest," is of still another type. She
is bashful, sweet, dignified, and gracious. Her devotion to her father is a
prominent characteristic. She has been called the "Eve of an enchanted
Paradise." All her life has been spent on a desert island with her father,
the exiled Duke of Milan. When she sees Ferdinand, the son of the King of
Naples, the 'first man she has seen beside her father and a slave, she falls in
love immediately. She weeps because of her unworthiness to wed one whom
she looks upon as little less than a god. However, in the end every one is
made happy and the wrongs which have been done to her father' are forgotten
Warton calls 'tThe Merry Wives of Windsor" the most complete specimen
of Shakespeare's comic powers." lt is the tale of Mistress Page and Mistress
Ford in their efforts to lead Sir John Falstaff a merry chase and, incidentally,
to prove their love and Hdelity to their husbands. Mistress Page is witty and
very inventive and, indeed, usually led in their mischievous schemes. Between
them, they arrange Falstaif's call upon Mistress Ford, the sudden return of her
husband, Fa1stalf's hurried departure in a basket covered over with wash, and
his later immersion in the Thames. The servants are met at the door by
Mr. Ford, and Mistress Page remarks afterward, very gleefully,
"What a taking he was in when your husband asked what was in the
Falstaff, in relating his grievances says, "But mark the sequel: I suffered
the pangs of three several deaths, first, an intolerable fright, next, to be com-
passed hilt to point, heel to head, and then, to be thrown into the Thames,
and cooled, glowing hot, in that surge like a horseshoe."
Mistress Page and her friend essay several other tricks and are very
successful. At length they feel that Falstad' has been sufficiently punished
and the play is closed with the picture of the families of Mistress Page and
Mistress Ford, with Sir John, enjoying a splendid dinner arranged for the
Mr. Hazlitt says of "Twelfth Night," "lt makes us laugh at the follies
of mankind, not despise then, and still less beat any ill-will towards them."
Viola, the heroine, has been made famous by Viola Allen's impersonation
of her. She is mischievous, artful, merry and sad, a whole collection of
moods and fancies. Upon the command of the Duke, whom she loves,
disguised as a page, she goes to try to win the Lady Olivia's love for the
Duke. She tells Olivia that the Duke loves her,
" With adorations, with fertile tears,
With groans that thunder love, with sighs of Ere."
But Olivia remains unmoved and instead falls in love' with Viola, herself,
who bears the name, Caesario. However, the complications are cleared
away and Viola, although 'fShe never told her love," obtains the love of
the Duke. '
Ruskin, in his "Sesame and Liliesj' says, "ln 'The Winter's Tale' and
in 'Cymbelinej the happiness and existence of two princely households, lost
through long years and imperilled to the death by the folly and obstinacy
of the husbands, are redeemed at the last by the queenly patience and wisdom
of the wives."
ln "The Winter's Tale," Hermione, the queen, and Perdita, a pretty
rliepherdess, her daughter, share the interest. Leontes imprisons his wife,
Hermione, because he thinks that she is unfaithful to him. He sends his
drztfjliter with a faithful servant, commanding him to drown her. ii After
sixteen years, Perdita, the daughter is found living with an old shepherd who
has taken care of her. Hermione, whom her husband believed dead, is
restored to him and every one lives happily ever after.
Hermione charms us by her queenly dignity, her reserve and her sweet-
ness. Paulina, her faithful attendant, tells Leontes who is bewailing his
treatment of his wife,
" lf one by one you wedded- all the world,
Or from the all that are took something good
To make a perfect woman, she you kill'd
Would be unparallel'd."
Mrs. Jameson, in her "Characteristics of the Women of Shakespeare,"
says of Perdita, "Perdita's distinct individuality is the beautiful combination
of the pastoral with the elegant-of simplicity with elevation-of spirit with
In "Cymheline," Imogen, the heroine, is the daughter of the King of
Britain and when the play opens has been separated from her husband, whom
the King dislikes. Posthumus, the husband, in exile in Rome, vows his wife
"is more fair, virtuous, wise, chaste, constant qualihed than any the rarest
of our ladies in France." Imogen, disguised, goes to seek her husband. The
way is beset with dangers and when she hears the approach of a stranger
" Best draw my sword, and if mine enemy
But fear the sword like me, he'll scarcely look out."
In spite of her womanly fear, she bravely meets her foes. At length,
when the battle between the Romans and Britons is over and Cymbeline sees
the prisoners, he Ends his daughter and her husband, and his own two sons
who had been stolen in infancy, among them. Of course, there is great
rejoicing and every one is happy.
It seems a great pity that the Public, the hydra-headed monster whom
the theatrical world must worship, does not "like" Shakespeare. Many of
the "stars" long to display their ability in Shakespearean roles. Thus, we
might have Ethel Barrymore as Rosalind, Maude Adams as Juliet, Grace
George as Lady Macbeth, Annie Russell as Viola, and so on. But the Public
shakes its head. "That isn't the kind of thing I pay two dollars to' see
Maude Adams in," says the Public. And there you are. L
For this reason, most of the "stars" who aspilre to Shakespearean
roles, arrange to give only special performances of the plays. Miss Adams
gave a wonderfully staged performance of "Twelfth Night" both at Harvard
and at Yale. She also gave "As You Like It" at the University of California.
Mr. Sothern and Julia Marlowe have been playing Shakespearean roles for
many years, but at a loss financially. Miss Ellen Terry and Henry Irving
also had wide Shakespearean repertoires. Miss Terry is perhaps the greatest
of all in her realistic portrayals of Shakespeare's heroines.
These heroines of Shakespeare! How human they seem! Glad and
sad, mischievous and sober, artful and simple, we love them all, and they
are some of the best companions we can rind, no matter how long or how
far we search. .
The Girl of Today and Her' Educational
FACULTY ESSAY CATHARINE N. Cl-IUBB
The girl of to-day! What is she? Can we trust the attractive covers
and illustrations of our best magazines, and the word pictures of Kate Douglas
Wiggin and other faithful portrayers of girl life? One fact concerning
her is certainly true. She is seldom languid or delicate-looking, she often
carries a tennis racket or skims over the ice in a becoming sweater, or,
dressed in a spotless white costume or a huge chemistry apron, she adorns
the pages of a vocational school catalogue.
She is indeed a great contrast to the girl of her great-grandmother's
day. She wishes to look healthy, believes in all forms of out-door exercise,
does not hesitate in the least, for fear of being thought unladylike, to indulge
a good appetite, and wonders why girls in the old stories faint so often and
are such vapid, clinging creatures. Perhaps she reads Cooper's novels and
agrees with Lowell's criticism of his women,
"All the women he draws from one model don't vary,
All sappy as maples and flat as a prairie."
Yet she undoubtedly finds it hard to reconcile those tales and pictures of her
grandmother's girlhood with the energetic, alert old lady whom she remem-
There is another great difference between the girls of the two periods.
Our grandmothers oftimes were trained little in books, but were given a
thorough course in household duties. They had few outside interests. Some-
times, girls went out into the world to earn their own living, school teachers
have frequently been pioneers.
A hundred years have wrought a great change. There is no question
now concerning the necessity of a gir1's education, the great point for con-
sideration is, What sort of education does she need? Shall the women be
educated exactly like men. The answer is usually "No." Their lives are
different, and their education should be dillerent, but woman's training should
be as good as man's in every respect. Her brain is no less brilliant, though
perhaps long centuries of self-repression have not tended to develop her
originality. The trend of education to-day is toward the practicalg conse-
quently, we find manual training, basketry, modelling, sewing, millinery,
domestic science, and commercial branches in the public schools. Yet much
as We value all this and realize that the ,great majority of girls now go from
the school-room into a wage-earning occupation, we must guard against
turning women into mere machines for making a living. However ellicient
a girl may be in practical work, she is not wholly ellicient unless she has the
broader mind and sympathy that comes from knowledge of the world's best
literature, from knowledge of the history of mankind, from knowledge of the
men and women about her. Some one has asserted that we can never
understand the present thoroughly unless we know the past.
This girl of to-day, too, is not wholly efficient unless she is taught how
to spend her hours of relaxation and freedom from business cares. She
can well afford a hobby of some sort. It may be poetry or birds or 'cook
books or social centers. A girl is not a poorer stenographer because she
has studied botany and chemistry, she will not be a poorer teacher of mathe-
matics because she has been taught how to prepare a meal. She will not be
a less capable nurse because she has learned to like Shakespeare and Tennyson.
There is a tendency in some quarters to-day to sneer at the so-called cultural
subjects in schools. There should be no quarrel between the two, the
practical helps in earning a living, the cultural helps in the greater task of
making a life.
For the girl who does not intend to go out into the world but instead
wishes to turn her attention to household duties, the school offers the
practical training in domestic science. Mrs. Ellen I-I. Richards, who did so
much to advance this art, is a splendid example of woman that has accom-
plished a great deal for humanity. She realized that the average modern
housewife was wasting her time, money, and energy in household manage-
ment, and took upon herself the task of helping woman to a better knowledge
of home duties and home-making. She paved the way for the teaching of
all branches of household economics, wrote books on the subject, and labored
to make of housekeeping both an exact science and a Hue art.
One of the best results of this modern movement which gives girls an
incredibly varied choice of occupations, is that marriage and school-teaching
are not the only callings left to a woman.
For a number of years most of our schools seemed to be based on the
idea that education was mental only. Now we place physical education a
close second to mental realizing that sound mental and moral health usually
depend on sound physical health. Physical training is now a necessary part
of a school curriculum.
Besides mental and physical training, school shopld -tit a girl for com-
munity life and citizenship. A large sc-hool is a miniature republic and
offers endless opportunities for lessons of obedience, fairness, justice, con-
sideration for others. To-day there is a call for women to help in the work
of civic betterment, a call to which they are responding. Women are
interested in the planning -of their homes, why not in the planning of their
city? In many states they have taken up the problem of forest conservation.
In our own Commonwealth, Pennsylvania, the movement was originated and
largely carried on by women.
The girl of to-day has the opportunity of entering almost every field of
lucrative work and of engaging in almost every great public movement.
Efficiency is the watchword to-day, and a girl should avail herself of
every opportunity for improving herself. Even if it requires a great deal
of SEtCI'lflCC, it is worth while, for the place at the top is for the well-trained
competent worker. Not only is the education of the school or college years
necessary, but also that later training that is acquired by a study of human
nature and by experience. The best education a girl can receive is one
which teaches her so to direct her efforts that she may become profitable
to herself and useful to others. H
CLASS ESSAY CATHARINE L. NAU
N an ancient town of Greece there was, once upon a time, a statue.
The statue has long disappeared but the following epigram tells
us what it signified:
" What is thy name, oh, statue P"
"1 am called Opportunity."
" Who made thee ?"
" Why art thou on thy toes ?" .
" To show that I stay but a moment."
" But why is thy hair so long on thy forehead ?"
'K That men may seize me when they meet me."-
" Why, then, is thy head so bald behind ?"
" To show that when l have once passed I cannot be caught."
The statue is gone, the epigram may vanish, but Opportunity will ever
be in existence. lt is just as great and as fleeting today as it was yesterday.
"lt walks c-ities and helds, it penetrates deserts and seas remote, it passes
by hovel and palace. Once does it knock unbidden at every gate. That is
the hour of fate, and those who follow reach every state mortals desire and
conquer every foe save death. Those who doubt or hesitate, condemned to
failure, penury and woe, seek it in vain and uselessly imploreg it answers not
and it returns-no more."
Everything that makes for a happy, successful career depends upon
the seizure of tone single opportunity.
" 'Tis never offered twice, seize then the hour,
When fortune smiles and duty points the way,
Nor shrink aside to 'scape the spectre fear,
Nor pause, tho' pleasure beckon from her bower,
But bravely bear thee onward to the goal."
For women, opportunities today are innumerable. They are lying in
wait for thousands of ambitious girls who come with pen and brush, with
spade and spoon, with medical implements and law precedents. Girls
skilled in sketching and painting are offered positions as architects, adver-
tisers and designers. Agriculture and horticulture are open to girls. The
field of Domestic Science is perhaps the largest open to women. For "we
may live without friends, we may live without books, but civilized man
cannot live without cooks." Today, many women, by virtue of their ready
sympathy and clear-sightedness, have won positions in the medical sphere.
Numerous others, clear-minded, keen-witted, have studied law. Others are
serving humanity by doing reform work in prisons and in the slums of large
cities, by working in the world-wide movement for "Better Babiestt and by
working out questions concerning child labor. Many a woman freely gives
her time for playground work, for the popular Vacation Bible School and for
extensive civic work. Each girl has an especial liking for one certain
occupation and if the opportunity for entering that occupation presents
itself, she should seize it immediately. Every woman has her place in this
work-a-day world and it is her duty to iind her allotted place as soon as
possible. Shakespeare says: '
" There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune,
Omitted, all the voyage of their life ,
ls bound in shallows and in miseriesf' ,
Most of us are endowed with the use of our Hve senses and all other
physical powers, but think of the many deaf, blind, and crippled persons
in the world. Think how they strive for existence, hugging each phantom
of hope for their betterment, seizing eagerly every opportunity oitered, and
turning it into something of value. How much more can we, blessed with
sight, hearing and speech, take the chances for our improvement and help-
fulness to others and use them toadvantage! At the Overbrook School for
the Blind, at Philadelphia, there is a little city of boys and girls. They are
striving to make the best of their talents, although hindered by loss of sight.
Besides regular school work, the boys are taught various manual occupations,
chair-caning, carpet-weaving and basket-making. The girls learn, in addi-
tion to their studies, music, sewing, knitting and housework. Since these
blind boys and girls make good, why is it that so many, many boys and
girls, each with two perfectly healthy eyes, fail?
Sometimes it happens that a young man or young woman does not
recognize his or her talent or the golden opportunity. 'ln days of old, when
knights were bold," the flower of a certain far-a-way country went to war.
The battle was long and bloody, and the banner of the brave prince was
trodden in the dust. A coward stood on the edge of the host and said, 'tlf
only l had a fine, sharp sword like the one the king's son bears. This blunt
thing of mine is of no use whatever." With that he snapped the blade in
two and threw it on the ground. The next moment the proud prince,
wounded, almost defeated, weaponless, came by. 1-le spied the broken
blade, seized it and heroically won the day. So it is with opportunity. lt
is poor policy to envy the opportunities of another, for often those which
we ourselves possess, if we only know how to use them rightly, are of just
as great value.
Some persons blame everything on luck. They seem to think that the
excuse for their mistakes and failures. "Bad-Luck" Kearney in A. Henry's
"Phoebe" thought that he was born under an unlucky star. To quote
accurately, "Everything he got into went up into the air except a balloon.
Every boat he sailed on sank, except the submarine. Everything he was ever
interested in went to pieces, except a patent bomb-shell he invented." Such
was the state of affairs, but Kearney was perfectly undaunted and cheerful.
"lt was just my luck to have been born under that ill-omened lady Star,
Phoebe," he would say. By a slip of the hand he missed a rope and as a
result, a heavy gun fell into the twenty-five feet of water and mud. By a
wellimeant but too severe kick, he killed a pack mule and burst a bag con-
taining one hundred pounds of precious coffee berries. Luck and Phoebe
again!! But one night a star burst and fell to earth and Kearney discovered
that Phoebe had disappeared-and of course his bad luck had gone too.
Life began anew for Kearney, for now he could go about his work without
interference from a star. Although Kearney never found it out, his captain
was told by a wise astrologer that Phoebe was still in existence and the star
which Kearney had cursed for his bad luck, was probably not Phoebe at all
but at different changes of the orbit, it was a different star and that the real
Phoebe was scarcely visible, through a telescope. After all, luck doesn't
matter so 1nuch! Kearney was one of those happy-go-lucky optimistic
individuals who sees the world through rose-colored glasses. He seized
every opportunity that came his way, although he often failed to use it well.
Such a man, however, is far better than the pessimist, who grumbles in a
corner, "If only my lot had been a little better one, I might have been a
happy man." This army of the "If-Onlies" and the "Niight-Have-Beens"
is an enormous oneg but no good can come from joining its ranks. It is for
every one to be content with his lot and to use the opportunities which
This connnencement is the end of school days for some of us, for
othersgjust the beginning of a higher school life where the particular talent of
each girl can be developed. For all, this day opens the door to the wide
world beyond, the world full of excellent chances and opportunities. We
are the future citizens and home makers of America. We must increase
our little store of knowledge, broaden our minds, deepen our characters.
The way to those three accomplishments is through the open door of oppor-
tunity. Across the threshold we see responsibility. It is our bounden duty
to take opportunity and responsibility by the hand. Then only have we
done our work. Then only do we receive our reward.
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With a sigh, Rob Kinster threw down
his weatherworn cap, and sank into the
big, old armchair. He was dog-tired.
Spring was upon them, and the old sor-
rel was lame, and altogether he had had
a very hard day. He was too tired even
to go to the pump, and, hot and dirty as
he was, waited for the evening meal. His
sister, Eva, was silently setting the food
upon the table, and from the kitchen
came savory odors of "ponhaus" and fried
The shriek of the train whistle sounded
far away and, presently, in walked the eld-
est son of the family. Frank was the op-
posite of his brother in so many respects
that people often remarked about it. Rob
had heard them say, "Isu't the oldest
Kinster fine looking?" Although at first
it hurt, he became quite used to it. Frank
was somewhat smaller than his farmer
brother, and his features were more finely
marked. His shining spectacles gave him
a rather professional air. Although his
hands were as knotted as his brother's,
they were far cleaner. As he stood in the
doorway his suit, although obviously worn
and sadly in need of pressing, seemed the
acme of style to poor Bob in his dirty
"Well, I see you're home, once," said
the mother as she came. in from the kit-
chen. ".Tohn,"i to the small boy sitting
at Rob's feet, "call yer Popg ye kin set
The remaining member ofthe family ap-
peared and, amid a. great noise of moving
chairs, the Supper began.
"Well, Frank, how did school go today?"
asked the father of his son who daily
traveled the sixty miles to Reading to
business college. "Any sign of a job?"
"No," said Frank, "Business is pretty
'bu1n.' The boss he said maybe next
"See, I told you, Pop, it wasn't no use to
spend so much to get Frank educated,"
said the mother. "He ought to stay at
home and help some."
Rob, who had hitherto kept silent, broke
in with "Well, there ain't so 11111911 he kin
do, I kin do what there ig,"
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1325 Spruce Street, : Reading, Pa.
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"The man who permits his pleasure
to interfere with his business, may
reach the point where he Wou't have
any of either,"
Frank breathed a sigh of relief, within
himself. He hated farm work and was all
for "getting educated."
As they arose from the table, Frank said
to his brother. "Goin' to use the mules?"
Now Rob had intended going to see a
certain young lady at Welstburg, but he
was so tired and it was so much trouble
--"well,"-he said, "You kin have 'ein."
Frank rode gaily away and did not re-
tu1'n until the shockingly late hour of ten,
as time goes at Centerville.
Next morning, when Frank set off for
Reading, and Rob was working in the
fields, he could notuhelp drawing a coni-
parison between hirnsell? and the trim
llgure walking hurriedly along the road.
Not that 'Rob cared to be educated. Not
he. The painful days when he had strug-
gled along in arithmetic and the day
when "teaclier" asked him to spell "agri-
eulturist" without a "li" were too lirnily
impressed upon his mind. But he did
hate to be always left behind, always
taken for granted. Most olf all, he hated
the uul'avorahle remarks that he knew
people made about hilll.
Fate seemed against him. The colt fell
and strained her leg, and one of the cows
broke through the fence around the big
field. It was certainly a. trying day, but,
when Frank came home, he found his
brother dressed in hits best and shiningly
'iGoiu' off?" queried the future business
"Yep," answered the farmer lad.
After supper, the niules and the buggy
made a trip to Westburg and paused not
until they stood before the door of a cer-
tain white farmhouse near the end of the
village street. Rob was cordially re-
ceived and sat for one long hour, on the
edge of his chair, 'ispeakin' with the
At last, the latter retired, and Rob was
alone with the very charming Sally
Winters. After an extremely long and
embarrassing pause, Rob said, "Pop says
I kin hev the farm an' he an' Mo1n'1l go
to the other house down the road if you'll
hev me, Sally?"
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There was a shocked silence and then
Sally said, 'Tm awful sorry, Rob, hut-
but4Frank asked me last night, and
and,"- blushingly, "I said I guessed I
Without a word, Rob stalked out into
the night. Oh, why hadn't he gone yesl
terday! He might have-but no. Girls
liked cititied chaps better anyway,
Somehow he got home, and another long
day passed. Frank came home with his
lace beaming, "I have a job," he cried.
"Six per." ln the confusion, no one noticed
Rob's silence nor the look on his strained,
why he didn't marry, and "Mom" began to
wish for a daughter to help in the house.
As the years passed, Rob grew more silent
and "groucl1y," as the neighbors said.
First, Eva must have her dowry, and Rob
worked for that. Then, the mortgage on
the farm must be paid, and then, little
John must have his education. He wanted
to go to college, and Rob resolved that to
college he should go. Eva married a rich,
young farmer, and went to live in a rather
distant town. At Christmas, the son and
daughter brought their families and had
a merry time in the old home. Always
Frank looked more prosperous and Sally
In a year came a big raise and Frank YOUIISGI' Hlld 111010 1'iCh1Y S'0WI19d- R015
and Sally were married and went to the
city to live. By and by, "Mom" came to
speak of "my boy in Reading" with a very
evident pride, which increased as the
Always, Rob worked on in the fields,
plowing, planting, and harvesting as the
seasons passed, and always folks wondered
felt that, after all, she had chosen the bet-
ter man. And yet-what might he not
have been with her for an inspiration?
Then, within the same year, the old
people left him alone and, again, he paid
all the debts and kept "the boy," as he
fondly called him, at college.
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John was studying Uscientiiic agricul-
ture" and, because of his love of farming,
was doing very well. Then he had grad-
uated and was coming home to help his
brother. Rob was heartily glad. Per-
haps hc could make the landlfruitful
But, suddenly, his sky was overshad-
owed with clouds. Another niissive, fol-
lowing closely on the heels of the first
letter, contained the startling news that
John had married "the dearest girl in the
world," and that they would arrive in two
weeks to stay with him always.
Rob groaned as he thought of the old
farm house that had not been white-
washed well for years and then of its
shining brick neighbors. The old kitchen
had never looked so flirty nor the "hired
help" so slatternly. I-le would write and
send the tive thousand dollars, which he
had entrusted to the bank for use in his
old age, and tell John to buy a home some-
where else. His bride must have a fine
home. And so, with a dry sob, the had so
longed to have John with himj he began
He had scarcely written laboriously,
"My dear John," when there was a sound
of confusion in the front yard and there
before the old ,farmhouse was John, help-
ing the most beautiful girl Rob had ever
seen, to alight from a. shining new car-
riage- with two sleek horses.
When John saw him, he cried, "We just
couldn't waitf' And when John led the
"most beautiful girl" to him and Rob
looked into her happy blue eyes, he some-
how felt that everything was all right.
They sat down on the old steps and
planned it all: the new barn, the grav-
elled driveway, the new pear and peach
trees and so on. And Rob suddenly felt
young again and began to look forward to
the coming day as something really worth
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Armetia and 'Guendo
RTMETIA, a beautiful nymph of the flowers and trees, was the
daughter of the monarch of the ocean, and a water nymph. At
her birth the gods, goddesses and nymphs, flocked around her.
Each brought her a useful gift. But the one she appreciated the
most, was the gift she received from her father. With the use of
this she was able to transform herself into anything she might desire. However
as she was now grown up, she delighted in visiting her father in the deep, blue
sea. The rest of the time she spent with her mother in the forest of Acren.
One lovely morning, when the birds were singing in the trees, and the
flowers glistening with dew, scattered their perfume in the morning breeze,
Artmetia set out on a walk. She usually went with her friends, the other
nymphs. But, as they did not come very early, she could not resist going out
to enjoy the pure summer air. Here and there she stooped to gather some
flowers to weave into a garland for her hair, now and then she stopped to listen
to the chirping birds. Finally she found a small pool of water, sat on the bank,
and commenced her garland. , Now the hair of Artmetia was far more beautiful
than that of other maidens. lt had a luster of gold. Her hair was the pride of
her heart, and every day she made a new garland for it. I
Now the young prince Guendo of the neighboring country, unable to stay
in-doors, happened to be hunting with his faithful hounds. Suddenly he was
attracted by a dazzling glare as of gold.. lt was the hair of Artmetia, on which
the sun had set its rays. As he approached nearer, he was struck by her beauty.
He immediately started toward her. As Artmetia chanced to see him, she took
to flight. She spedover the soft turf hastily and so lightly that the blades and
the slender flowers scarcely moved when they felt her soft tread upon them.
Guendo and his dogs followed. Artmetia, knowing that her pursuer wouldrnot
lose tracl: of her as long as he saw her hair, and not knowing that he had the
hounds with him, changed herself into a hare. The dogs, taking up the trail,
followed her with renewed energy. The excited creature darted hither and
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thither, till Hnally she was caught in clutches of the merciless beasts. In her
fright she called upon her mother and father to save her. Alas! it was too
late. She was held in a deathlike grip. In her last breath, she begged her par-
ents that her friends, the other nymphs, might never, never, forget her. Ac-
cording to her wish, her large blue eyes were changed into tiny blue petals, and
her slender body into a stem. She 'became a for-get-me-not.
Bitterly lamenting her untimely end, Guendo ran up. Bending over the
small flower, he tenderly kissed its petals, and wept bitterly. But Fate was kind
to him. His form stiilened and took the shape of a weeping willow, shading the
tiny flower with its branches, as if to protect it.
Julia E. Rothermel. ef
"fm an old man and have had mary lrozzlfles
Bu! mos! of them uezfer happened."
F or the Good of the
F GR GIRLS
The READING EAGLE
When we ponder o'er the life,
We have spent at Reading High,
Are we glad or are we sorry?
Have we worked, or learned to try? - I
Have We "blunted" our way through classes?
Have we studied hard and well?
Have we giv'n our best attention,
With no thought of closing bell?
Have we ever fooled away our time,
And often tried to shirk,
And tried to make some "fool Words" rhyme,
When it was time to work?
Have we tried to be like great men,
And win a world of fame?
Or did we say, "Let's have some fun,"
And get zero by our name?
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Did we ever play in classes,
When we should have been at work?
Have we ever been caught talking,
And thought it fun to shirk?
Have we tried to win the honors?
Or were they very rare?
And did we give our chance to others,
And say, "Oh! I don't care"?
Have We ever, like Rebecca, thought,
"When joy and duty clash,"
fAnd this l'm sure WC'1'C never taughtj
"Let duty go to smash"?
So let us ponder o'er the life,
We have spent at Reading High,
Are we glad or are we sorry,
As we bid a fond good-bye?
-I-lelen R. Balthaser.
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with new flnnex
AMMON 6. KERSHNER .
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"Reginald-rl-d," came loud and clear on
the still sumnier air. lt was a decided
shock to the young man in question, who
was busily burying hisgtin soldiers in
quite muddy trenches. His face, hands,
and neat looking suit were all begrimeil
with the soft slimy stuff. His mother had
never called hirn before five o'clooli at the
least, and hero it was only three, and in
the midst of a most interesting occupa-
tion. If his mother would only stop to con-
sider his mortification at the Sound ol' his
hated name, he was sure she would not
SCl'G2.l1l it quite so loud. Now his name,
Reginald Fitzgeralfl Anthony, was one
ever to be despised until the end of tizne.
lt was a source of great discomfort every
time the teacher said, "Reginald An-
thony," and he would blush and answer
meekly, "present" Why didn't the min-
ister at the cliristening suggest a better
name, even if his mother and father didnt
know any better? Why didn't they give
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"The man who goes half-way to
meet Fortune is more likely to ind
her than the man who waits for her
to knock at his door."
him a real boyls name such as George
I ang, Dick Smith, Bill Rhodes and his
other school fellows? But Reginald,
topped off by Fitzgerald Ca treasured fam-
ily namel, was unbearable.
But we must come hack to this particu-
lar afternoon at three o'c1ock and in thc
midst of an interesting occupation. He
got up hurriedly, all the time thinking
how he was to get the dirt off of his cloth-
ing, before presenting himself before that
immaculate person, his mother, who was
shocked at the least speck of dirt on her
ofl'spring's white hands. Ater answering
in his most company-niannered voice,
"Yes, mother, I'll be there in a moment,"
C a quotation drilled into him by his Aunt
Louisej he hurried into the kitchen and
succeeded in removing some of the mud.
When he at last went before his mother
in the parlor, he presented quite a decent-
iooking appearance. He looked quite
happy until he saw that his mother had
visitorsg then his face fell, and he became
limp, while a slight groan, unheard by the
guests, escaped his lips. If there was any-
thing in the world, except his name, that
Reginald dctesiied, it was grown-up com-
pany, especially the minister's Wife, Mrs.
Jacobs, a stid and most condescending old
lady, and also her niece Miss Brooks, an
eccentric spinster, for they did make long
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nlfter shaking hands demurely with
them, and receiving the customary, dig-
nified kiss on his forehead, he quietly sat
down beside the window Which overlooked
the yard, and resigned himself to the in-
evitable. In the meantime his mother and
her guests spoke of his virtues and his
vices, making special mention of his
cleanliness and his desire to associate
with quiet and refined boys.
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Now Reginald was a real, live, wide-
awake boy, in spite of his romantic name,
and all of the time he sat quietly in the
chair his thoughts reverted to his differ-
ent amusements, especially base-hall,
which was his favorite. Although this
angel of purity was only ten years old,
yet he was considered the best pitcher on
the nine. He was just thinking whether
he should tell his mother about that zero
he got in geography that day when he was
caught throwing spit-balls across the
room. Although l1e was merely trying to
hit imaginary soldiers, yet in reality they
were Maude King's yellow curls, and his
deed created quite a scene.
All at once he heard the high pitched
voice of Miss Brooks, which harshly broke
in on his meditations. She was telling his
mother how nicely her sister's little boy
behaved at school, at which his mother
answered that as often as she peeperl
through the school-room door, v.hi1e her
son was at class, not once had she seen
him idle or not tending his ozvn business.
When Reginald heard this astounding
statement, he then decided that his
mother should never learn oi' his zero, at
least 11ot by his tongue. He even decided
that he was always going to he a credit to
his father and mother, to study arith-
metic, to take walks with l1is mother,
practice those dreadful piano lessons, go
visiting, and even condescend to give up
base-ball and his mock-battles. Just then
his mother asked him to recite. "Linco1n's
Gettysburg Address" which he could rattle
off like the best victor records on a vie-
trola. I-Ie started off loud and bold,
"Four score and seven years ago," but he
could get no fartlierg his eyes bulged, his
mouth twitched, and he became, literally
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A book's a book, although there'S
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speaking, tongue-tied. After his mother
made several apologies on account of his
nervous texnperament, he sat down, under
the disapproving stares of the ladies.
It took him about three minutes to re-
cover from his embarassmentg then three
long, shrill whistles sounded over the
fence. He knew it was the 'crowd' and
that they had a game on at four o'clock to
play against the "Green Dragons," a game
for which they had been waiting a long
time. He simply had to get out and pitch
for this game.
He knew that he could not expect any
meicy from his mother or the ladies, and
any way he wouldn't have had much time
to ask, for it was now only five minutes to
the allotted time. The window toward
him, leading out on the porch, was open,
but dare he risk it? The ladies' backs
were turned toward him, and they were
busily scanning the leaves of some stupid
old fashion plate. He hesitated one second
to consider duty and pleasure, after which
"duty whispers low, thou must" and he
musthdeny himself the extreme pleasure
ot helping to entertain, and out he went to
heip win that game.
Much conste:-nation was caused in about
a half hour when he was finally rnieseci
Once more the poor mother apologized for
iiinig yet who can tell her inward
thoughts? The guests spent the at'te:':loon
:Und stayed lor tea, but Reginald had not
3 et appeared.
When the family were eating their sliced
peaches, a dirty but triumphant boy ap--
peared on the sceneg he was a horrible
contrast to the white linens and spotless
gowns of the hostess and her guests.
"We won, mother, we Wong I always
knew the 'Red Sox' could beat the 'Green
Dragons! ' "
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Not it smile was on anybody's lfaee, and
quite a horrified expression was on the
lace of the 1'ninist.e1"s wife.
"Indeed, mother, I'm sorry I did it, but
I eouldn't let our team get beatenf' He
lmd just thought ol' the awful deed he had
committed, having before been so full of
joy at the victory.
"But listen, mother, I wouldn't have
gotten so dirty and torn it I didn't have to
stop and beat Bill Jenkins. He said that
Josie Maedownald was his girl and she
isn't because she's lllillt-E1 she told me so
herself that she belonged to me. She said
it tie lust time 1 gave her that stick ot
neppex'111i11t and lemon which I bought
with those three cents I savedf'
Not even a smile had been smiled as
yet, and all his IUOIZIIGI' said was, "Regi-
nald,,hore is a piece ot bread and butter
and you may now go to bed." Imagine,
apiece oi? bread to 'fill a hungry stomach
of a victorious pitcher, and then going to
bed lat seven o'cloeIc when it was stil
These burdens with the joys and sor-
rows ol' the day were too much for Regi-
nald Fitzgerald Anthony, and even he, the
best pitcher in the nine, cried himself to
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The Mysterious Animal
It was a cold, bleak night in De-
cember. The sky was darkened
very early by heavy, gray snow
clouds, and the ground was covered
with snow, for it had been snowing
for almost two hours. The farmers
and villagers were flocking into the
village grocery store in preparation
for a week of snow and bad weather.
About half-past six o'clock Tom
Fox, a superstitious old farm hand,
dashed into the store, all pale and
breathless from running. Everybody
circled about Tom questioning,
t'What's happened? Was fehlt,
Tom said that when he came down
through Buzzard I-Iollow, just as he
neared the ruins of the old forge, he
heard a strange noise some distance
behind him. When he looked
around, he saw a black animal al-
most on his heels. It was no dog nor
was it a sheep. Fox was defenceless,
and if the animal meant any harm,
he could do nothing but yell. I-le
did yell too, and the animal dashed
into the pit in the old forge at the
'Hrst scream. Now Tom ran as fast
as possible, only to be again accom-
panied by the supposed evil friend.
This time when he was about to
chase it, it suddenly vanished. Jerry
Boone, one of the listeners, confirm-
ed Tom's statement by saying that
the same thing had happened to him
a few nights before, and that the ani-
mal kept howling on his heels.
A few evenings after this, when a
number of men were returning home
from work by way of the railroad,
they were suddenly territied by hor-
rible cries or shrieks of some animal
or person which seemed to rise from
the ground beside them. They
glanced about them, but saw nothing.
Then they ran. The thing followed
them for some distance, but soon
seemed to retreat.
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The news of this encounter spread
like wild tire in the town. Some be-
gan to think that the mysterious ani-
mal was the spirit of a wicked old
hunter who had been killed on the
railroad, and was now roaming about
his haunts. That night and for many
nights, the shutters of every home
were closed at dusk. Few persons
dared to leave their homes.
In the course of a few weeks ter-
rible things happened. One night
when some young folks, pretending
to be brave and not afraid of any
wild animal, were coasting on the hill
in the west end of the town, they
were horrified by the same weird
sounds. Qne boy, in trying to makti
his escape, fell over a barbwire fence
and broke his arm. Chickens began
to disappear, and even the cats were
supposed to have gotten away. For
hours at night the monster prowled
over the hills. Gne morning a
neighbor tracked it in the light snow
that had fallen in the night, and
claimed that from all appearances it
must have terrible claws. This added
a new horror to the mysterious wild
As matters grew worse and worse,
those people who were not too super-
stitious and cowardly planned to hunt
down the cause of all this disturb-
ance.. The very next night the ter-
ror of the town would be heard, all
were to take up their weapons and
lanterns, and hunt it down. It was
not long, either, until they had occa-
sion to do so.
One evening, after dusk, as the
mail carrier came up Diehl's lane, he
could just discern a black tigure, like
diat of a huge animal, cross the or-
chard, and go around the woodpile.
The carrier dashed into the Diehl
farm house blurting out in almost
one breath, "Jerry, the guns and lan-
terns! We got him! We got him!"
I-Ie barely had this out when a terrible
cry set up in the orchard. The
chickens, in the pen, began to cackle
and flutter like wild birds in great
danger. Jeremiah had his gun and
lantern ready in the twinkling of an
eye, and both were out of the house
and on their way to the wood pile.
However, as soon as the door opened
the noise ceased. The men hurried
on anyway, and in a few seconds
were reinforced by the Deeds farm
hands and a few others.
Four of the men began digging on
the sides of the wood pile, while the
others began hunting out every other
nook and corner. Suddenly, through
the dim light of the lantern, one of
the men espied two shining spots
which seemed to be looking out at
him from among the wood. He
cried, "We got him! we got him!"
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At the same moment some unseen
person thundered, "Stop on your
life stool" The men were dumb
struck, for the blood curdling cries
tilled the air once again. There it
was up on the apple tree. Jerry
raised his gun to take aim when the
much feared and supposed wild ani-
mal pleaded quickly. "Don't, for
goodess sake, don't, Jerry," and
straightened out to the form of a
It was young Jim Haws, a hare-
brained and daring youth, who had
been playing the wild animal the
whole winter. He chose this time of
evening and place for the disclosure,
because he knew the carrier was sure
to see him, and his plans would work
out best here.
The night Fox had told his tale at
the grocer's Jim and Lime Dillon,
his best friend and a man much re-
spected, were in the store. Dillon,
who was juslbubbling over with jokes
and pranks, thought it would be fun
to play the part of a wild animal, and
Haws agreed. So the next day he
got some swordgrass and a curved
piece of bark, and made a whistle.
The sounds produced were blood
curdling, and appealed to Jim im-
The night of the disclosure, Jim
had the laugh on the town. He had
eaten the chickens, and had once
been identiried as the ghost of the old
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hunter. l-le later, however, fared
badly, for he got a terrible whipping,
and was forbidden to venture near
the Deed or Diehl farms. The whole
town hated him because they were
ashamed of their own superstitious
The original wild animal that Fox
had seen was nothing morethan Ben-
son's harmless goat. It was accus-
tomed to sleeping in the old forge pit,
and had probably followed the old
man. The noises were nothing more
than the pines moaning and screech-
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"Of things that be strange
Who loveth to read,
In this book let him range,
His fancy to feed."
The Big Jewelry Store
"Quality First" Always
Diamonds, Watches, Clocks, Jewelry,
01111 Gilman. Qllpiirul Cl5nnhn.
Nearly a Quarler of a Century ui Fair Dealing
Jewelers 524 Penn Square
TllE PENN MUTUAL
Life Insurance Company
PennsyIvania's Grea est Life Insurance Company
Ilver SI-l4U,llU0,llllll.llU in Fnrce
.IENKIN lllLL, General Agent
Berks County Trust Building, Reading
232 PENN STREET
W..A. ANGLES, oemig:
Glas s Co.
Wholesale and 'Retail
238 Penn ,St.
H A R D VVA R E
Building Material, Tools
of all Kinds.
505 lo 509 PENN STREET
of our High Schools have been with us every
year and are among our most successful grad-
uates. As many as twelve attended in a
We now offer greatly improved courses un-
der a strong faculty, and give lots of individual
attention. We offer unsurpassed opportuni-
ties to acquire a training for high grade office
work, Bookkeeping, Shorthand and Type-
writing, Secretarial Duties or Civil Service
examinations. We do not have one-third
enough graduates to supply the demands for
oltice help. Seven calls in one day. Eighteen
placed in one othce. Known by all as
The School of Quality
The thoroughness of the school, the disci-
pline,the high standard, the moral atmosphere
and the success of its graduates attract the
best classes, and you belong to that class.
Think it over and ask for literature.
Sl0ll6l' S gl-emacs
459 PENN SQUARE
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438 to 44-4 Penn Square
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No Matter What The Social Occasion Is,
Whitner Ice Cream Is Always
HITNER lce Cream is made of pure, pasteurized "quality" Cream. No
Milk at all enters into making. Besides the pure cream the best ol all
flavors is used, including all berries and fruits in season.
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valids and by convalescents with perfect safety, Where anything at all can be
It is good to serve at light luncheons, at formal dinners and parties, at
church and school suppers, etc.
A wide variety of llavors on hand at all times. Call, write or telephone.
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CII The satisfaction in a good bank account after a life time of economy
and thrift - knowing that he is absolutely independent in every Way -
is the great reward of every one who possesses it.
III Save and save well-start with a small sum and increase it. 31.00
will open an account.
III We pay 32 interest compounded semi-annually on savings accounts.
The Pennsylvania Trust Cornpan
536 PENN STREET
READING, PENNA. t
"READlNG'S LARGEST BANK"
TRY Us FOR Hardware Sheet Metal Engineers
1914-15 SENIOR DIARY
--School opens. We are welcomed back to dear old Reading
High and spurred on to make our Senior history the most
brilliant on record.
Sept. With our Study Cards in perfect running order we begin Work
Sept. -Freshmen applaud at the opening exercises. Were we ever
Sept. Last September morn.
Oct. -We give the Freshmen a rousing welcome by showing them
that Seniors too can be gay and merry.
FOR YOUR OWN SATISFACTION
Main Odice and Yurd
NINTH 8: MARION
Branch Olface and Yard
NINTH 8: LAUREL
Try Uur Service. We Try to Please.
ELMER E. MUUHE 8e BHO., ING.
W. Irvin Renninger
620 N. Front Street
Auto Service Department
.me 0. Hall e. ce.
Manufactu refs of Au
Ki'1d"'f I Washer
BRUSHES Hand - were - Electric or einer
T' 'T' W Power r
ARE STILL DOING
137-39 Cedar St.
Any of these Arrangements can be put
on your Old QUEEN WASHER.
Ask your neighbors about the QUEEN
and you will buy no other
On the Market Over Twenty Years.
Better Every Year. Made in Reading.
BOTH PHONES REPAIRING DONE
J. H.KNOLL, Mfr.
124-134 Maple Street
When it was noticed that the roses in our cheeks were rapidly
fading because of overstucly, it was' decided that we should
reorgzutize our Walking Club. We elect olticers.
I-Iallowe'en ghosts can't scare us CPD
-We take our lirst tramp to Black Bear and exhaust the fz1rmer's
apple supplies on our way.
Nov. '16-Today, for the first time in our public school career, we enjoy
the privilege of gymnastic work in 21 real gyinnasiuin.
Nov. 'IS We burn :1 great amount of midnight, oil endeavoring to finish
seemingly endless home-reacling books.
ESTABLISHED 1859 ESTIMATES CHEERFULLY FURNISHED
When You Think of Good Plumbing and Efficient
Heating Think of
E Ward Scull SL Co.
No. 10 South Fifth street, Reading, Pa.
COUNTRY AND iNs'rl'ruTioN woRK
Ralph ti. Hill , - W-YXEBBER
I URA E
55:37 North Sixth Street UMBE
Berks County Trust Company shining EBSQ
Sinking Spring, Pa.
Your Patronngo Respectfully Solicited BOTH PHONES
Nov. 30-Our vacation of four days gives us one thing more to he thank-
24-Marching up the center aisle with measured step and singing
"Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht," we feel that we are really Seniors.
Every one surprised with our exceptionally hue local talent in
Dickens' "Xmas Carol."
. 28-We sing around the municipal Xmas Tree in a spirit of Civic pride.
2-Daily meetings with Dr. Benjamin Rush, at the library.
4-Back to school after all this vacation. All the stores report an
increased sale of Big Bens.
5-Mails flooded with conditioned circulars, all presumably
belonging to the lower classmen.
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Ed. M. Brant Jennie G. Brant
THE BUSY CORNER
We make our bow to our
A. Schaich, Reg. Ph.,
young friends and wish
them much success in
their life's Work, and inci-
Ninth and Penn Streets
dently slip your feet into
and walk through life in
' BELL PHONE CONS. PHONE
Wm. M. Fryermuth
Wholesale und Retail
Coal, Flour, Feed, Hay
3l2-314 BINGAMAN STREET
Brants Shoe Shun
629 Penn Street
WEIGHT AND QUALITY GUARANTEED
Orders Taken at 1200 Chestnut Street
Mar. 5-We elect our class officers-ft most momentous event.
Mar. 419-We give meniorftble reception to the Facultyg
Mar. 30-We are working hard at our May Day costuniesg.
Apr. '1-The Freshmen pull oii their first joke.
Apr. 16-We feel sure that Spring is hereg for the first street organ made
its appezrmiice today.
May '1-Our May Day Pageririt passed oii in 21 trail of glory.
May 6-The whole class resolves to become conservationists.
May 19--"Safety First."
May 20-We are told what trees to plant on our lawns.
May 25-Examinations begin. No more time to keep a diary.
For Quick Service on Short Notice
Call Bell, T2-R Con., 'T54-A
We Have Oysters, Clams and Fish
Cscallops, Crab and Crab Meat in Season
Delicatessen. Package Groceries.
Crane 's Plziladelphzkz Ice Cream
Special attention given to Fried Oysters and Blue Points on half shell.
Kindly remember us when in a hurry.
P. KOEBEL, 7 ise Dougletss st.
iii ' Q
move Stem s Pharmacy
If You "Quality Drugs"
use the ' "Cut Rates" .
Sectional Bookcase PRESCRIPTION SPECIALISTS
Moving Books need be a nuisance no Penn SLS : : Reading' Pa'
longer. Kept in a Globe-Wernicke Sec- 1 ,.., , ,A...-. ,... ,A
tional Bookcase they lift out easily, shelf hy
shelf, and are preserved from dirt and
Globe-VVernicke Bookcases are beautiful
specimens of 'line cabinet work, and come in
various styles to fit different decorative
H. C. SHAABER
N. W. Cor. Fifth and
And Soda Water
Family Orders a Spocialty
851 PENN STREET
GEO. B. KNISS, - Proprietor
Miss Green ls A School Teacher
Her daily Work is very trying
on the voice. But Miss Green
doesn't mind. She always
keeps handy a box of Luden's
to ease the vocal cords.
She Recommends Lucien' s
to her scholars, knowing that
Luden's Cough Drops are
pure and beneficial.
Candy Cou h Drops
"Give Quick Relief , ' i
At the first sign of huslciness-the first touch of' throat strain-
one of these pleasant candies brings quick relief often
preventing serious colds, coughs and sore throats.
Popular with singers, business men, actors,
lecturers and outdoor workers.
" Luden's Have A Hundred Uses"
Sold everywhere-stores, shops and stands-
in the yellow box.
WM. H. LUDEN, Mfg. Confectioner, Reading, Pa.
The Sunken Rose Garden
Margaret I. Laub
FAMILY of beautiful crimson roses' dwelt many years ago in
a sunken garden on a beautiful estate. They were the last of
their proud old race, but as beautiful as ever any of their
ancestors had been in their youth. The last bud had just
opened, and all its brother and sister roses were admiring its
freshness and beauty. "Oh," exclaimed the eldest sister rose, "you are by
far more beautiful than any of the rest of us. If you could only remain that
way forever. How velvety your gown and what a rich deep crimson shade."
"Thank you," said the little rose, blushing, "I am very glad I am
beautiful but don't you think this is a narrow world? Ever since l have
begun to unfold l have looked up and wished l could grow higher and reach
to the very top of this garden. Then l would go out into the world and try
to make some one happy." I
Just then the sound of voices was heard mingled with soft, silvery
"That must be our little gardener," said one of the flowers. And it
was.. Such a very sweet littleugardener as she was too. Her golden hair
was in rrnglets, and her cheeks were like the roses themselves.
You can profitably do your musical shopping nt
The Wi t-tich Store
Rending's Largest Distributor of Pinnos,
Player- Pianos, Victrolns and Records
Home nf the
116-118 South Sixth St., Reading, Pa.
Home of the
Penn T ile and
Mantels, Fireplaces, Grates
731 Penn St., 2 Reading, Pa.
WM. F. fMQEY ER
Sixtlg and Bingamazz Slreefs
DIAMONDS, WATCHES AND GLUGKS
Fine Jewelry and Gut Glass '
t'Which ones shall I take?" she said, "I hardly dare choose, you are
all so very beautiful. Oh, there is a new little one. I must have that,"
and she plucked the new baby rose, together with a lot of other ones. The
little rose laughed for joy, but the other roses did not wish to be taken from
their home, for they knew they would soon wither and die.
When her bouquet was complete, the little one danced gaily thru the
garden and up the broad veranda steps. There she was met by a sweet-faced
woman who took the roses and packed them in a box. There the roses
were nearly smothered, but they endured it as best they could. Then they
were taken in some one's arms and carried for quite awhile. The next
thing they knew it was daylight again, and the lid was removed. They all
drew a deep breath and looked around at their new home. They were again
lifted and placed in a vase of water. How delightful that was! They drank
deep and brightened up considerably. The little rose was the most beautiful
of all, and it was at its best.
The room in which they found themselves was poor and dingy. lt
was not like their former surroundings. The other roses grumbled and
wished themselves back in the sunshine garden, but the little rose was silent
and waited patiently.
Soon it saw, as it gazed curiously about, a sight which filled its little
heart with pity. On a bed by the window was a little invalid, very unlike
the happy, healthy child who had plucked the roses. This one was pale and
thin, and had a sad, painful expression on her wan face. But when she
caught sight of the beautiful fresh roses, a heavenly smile lighted up her
face and she reached out her hands for them. When she had taken the
vase, she buried her face in their sweet-smelling depths, and caressed them.
All at once, she spied the little rose almost covered by the larger ones and
at her request it was removed from the rest and placed in a glass of water
by the window. Thru all her long weary days, this rose was her one comfort
and it lasted for quite a while. lt tried its best to look bright and gay, but
it realized it could not live forever, and like the little sufferer, it drooped and
drooped and, Hnally, clasped in the hands of the dying child, it too, breathed
its last, and it smiled happily to itself, for -it realized its life work was
accomplished and although -small, it had been a pleasure and had helped to
brighten the life of one little child.
COOK WITH GAS!
It's Economical It's Best
"TI-IE CAS WAYA IS THE RIGHT WAY"
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Class Autographs ........ . ...... 111,127
" Gymnasium Letter ........
May Day Pageant ........
" Oflicers ..................
" Page . ................... .
" Pictures and Personals....
" Presidenfs Address ...... .
Reception to Freshmen...
Reminiscences ..... . ..... .
" Reunion in 1940 .... .
" St. Patrick Party ..... .. .
" Song .... .............. . . .
't Year Book Committees...
Alumni Prize Essay,
Edith S. Brunner ........
Catherine L. Nan ......
D. A. R. Prize Essay,
Mary E. Potts ......
Catharine N. Chubb ......
A Clara V. Kramlich .......
lX'lartha, E. Achenbach ....
Faculty Pictures ............. ..
Mr. I'larwiek's Portrait ..... ..
fDiek'ens' "Christmas Carol". ...
Exterior Gymnasium Group. .. .
flixterior, I-ligh School for Girls
General Information ...........
Girls' High School Ramblers..
'Indoor Gymnasium Group .....
.Interior of Main Room ......,.
May-pole Dance .............. .
May.Queen with Attendants kc.
"St. George 8: Dragon" Players
Semi-Chorus .... . .. . .......... 125
Senior Road Club .... . .... .
Third Year Course-Care
.Infants C2j, .... .............. I 4,50
Title-page-May-Day Program 81
Was der Wald erzahlt ..,..... I26
'WVinterfreuden" - a German
play .......,..... . ............ 60
W1'eatl1 Dance ..... ............ 9 2
Humorous Pages ......... 66-68, 99-102
In Memoriam-Ellen H. Simpson 9
Dickens' "Christmas Carol"
" "Cricket on the Hearth" 110
"St George and the Dragon". . S7
l'Winterfreuden" .............. 60-61
Baby-Grace G. Maurer ........ 54
My Ideal-Helen R. Balthaser I3
The Pansy-Clara V. Kramlich 24
Spectator Papers. . .....,......... 74-77
Clara V. Kramlich ........... 70-72
The Daisy and Hel' Sister,
Amy L. Brobst ..........
Edith S. Brunner ....
Miriam L. Stirl .............. 95-96
The Origin of the Fireliy,
Dorothy I. Scholl.. .... ...... 2 3
Pi-ji-cu-tah, a Tale of Ning
Martha E. Achenbach ........ 49
The X oung AMusician,
Catherine L. Nau ....
The VVhite Rose,
Mary E. Potts ..... . .... IO-I3
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Albany Dental Association.
American, The .....,...,,..
American Medicine Co. ....
Anewalt's . .... . ....... ..
Bamforcl Sz Kemp .....
Berkshire, The .......
Bon Ton, The ......
Brant, E. M. and I. E.. . . .
Chase Co., A. B. ..... .
Cohen Bros. .... ........ .
Commercial Trust Co. ..... .
Common Sense Shoe
Consumers Gas Co. ....... .
Corbit Bros. ........ .
Deisher, I. A. ............. .
Deppen, Miss Augusta ......
Dives, Pomeroy 8: Stewart ..,... 4, 24
Eagle Granite. Works ....
Empire, The .......... .
Essick Sz Barr .......
Farmers' National Banks...
Flatt, Jos. O. 81 Co. ...... .
Fritz, Miss M.. ........ ..
Fryermuth, Wm. M..,.
George, VVilliam S. ...... .
Grand Union Tea Co......
Gundry ................ ..
Hain's Cut-Rate Drug Store ....
Heinly, L. G. .............. .
Helms, Sam. M. .... .
Hill, Ralph C. .... .
Hintz, I. Geo. .... .
HOPE SL Bro. ......... .
Holmes, J. W. 8e Co.....
Inter-State Commercial College.. 28
Kase. 81 Co., J. M. ...... ..
Kauffman Music House.
Keystone Transfer. ...... .
Kline, Eppihimer Sz Co.....
Knoll, I. H. ............. .
Koebel, P. ........,.. .
Koller's Ice Cream .....
Leininger, George P. .... .
Long, Aug. B. ........ .
Lord 81 Gage .........
Lorcl's Restaurant .....
Miller, C. I. ........ .
Mins, Ellis ..............
Moore Sz Br0-, E- Eu
' National Union Bank .........
Neversinlc Planing Mill Co.....
Nuebling, John G.. ......
P Sellers 8: Co., I. P. .... .. I6
Shaaber, I-I. C. ...... .. 33
Penn Mutual Life Insurance Co.. . 27 Shaich' Ah i l H H ' ' v 32
Penn Tile and Mantel Co.. ....... 35 Slmmkm, In H H
Pcnnn. Trust Co. ....,. .. ... 29 Standard Ice COM .H H I3
Peoplcls Laundry ........ .. . I5 Steilfs Pharmacy. l . . . I 33
Pheuoszm Chemical Co.. .. .. . I3 Stichter Hardware. H H H 28
Princess, The .,........... .. . 26 Stmup, Irvin- l i I . , I b A 2
IKIISCF, NVll'l. ltl. .......... . 3 Victor, The ........ . 0 26
Reading Ahntmir Co. ..., . 9 Vludi, Louis "'.'.-', H 22
Reading Eagle-, The ...... IO
Reading Jingraving Co. ..... 32 W
Rcacling Paint and Glass Co.. .. . 27 Willie-Over Shoe Store. -I U H 3
Rcnninger, W, Irvin ......... .. . 30 Vvebbcri VV. XV.. l I A . . i . . 31
Rom' George R' "" 2 VVcidner 8: Clouser ...,. .. 5
S Xvllltllffl' 81 Co., C. K. ..... .. 28
NVils011 Sz Co., R. ..... .. 9
Suyl01"s Camera Shop .... 17 wvittich, Arthur '..... H 35
Henry Schafer Sous. ... ... 18
Scholl, Carle H. ...... . 7
Scull R Co., Eclwzlrcl .... 31 Zell, E. Nh. '-'. I H I8
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